Wednesday, August 29, 2007
My youngest arrived home yesterday looking extremely tanned and fit.
(Did that boy use sunscreen?)
He was the Waterfront Director at a kids’ camp this summer. Quite the responsible job for a twenty-year old.
To my surprise and delight he’s tackled his own laundry. There’s a bit of a stink coming from the remaining piles of dirty clothes in the laundry room. Pee-uw.
Other items are airing out on the deck. Insects and backyard critters are keeping their distance.
And his junk is spread out all over the house but WHO CARES?
I get to hug, bug and nag him for a few days before he packs it all up again and heads back to university.
The above picture is of the camp – scanned from a Christmas card he received this year. The picture’s been hanging on the fridge. It’s been a nice daily reminder of my boy (as if I needed one…)