Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Dear Libby (at camp)

Dear Libby,

It's your fourth day away at camp and I'm missing you very much. I know you're only nine years old, and this is your first time to be at camp without Dad there as a sponsor. It makes me feel better that you know so many kids from church there, and that you know all the parents who went along to help. Still, I'm very proud of you for going, and I can't wait to hear all about it tomorrow when you get home!

I thought I'd write you a little note and let you know what's been going on around here since you've been gone. It's been awfully quiet around here without you! I miss your laugh! I don't miss telling you to pick up your socks, but we'll deal with that later!

First of all, Monday's softball game, the one you were so worried about missing, was cancelled. Too much rain. And, because we've had so much rain, they postponed the playoffs, so you will still get to play! I know Coach is glad he will have you at first base. I'm just glad you'll be home.

I took Annie (5) to the pool for the first time since she got her stitches out. The water was FREEZING, but since you weren't there, she and Ruthie (3) MADE me get in. We played Monkey in the Middle, but we let Ruthie get the ball so she wouldn't be in the middle all the time. The lifeguards all asked about you.

Allie (13) says it is very weird sleeping without you in the room this week. She's stayed up way too late without you to tell her to stop talking and turn out the light! She decided to be extra nice and painted with the little girls the other day. See how Annie painted the same picture as Allie? Of course, once they were done with their paintings on paper, Ruthie proceeded to paint her arms and legs, and I had to rush her to the bathtub. The bath water was pink by the time we got her cleaned up.

Neal (12) went to the skate park on Monday. Another guy on his bike ran into him and mashed him up against the fence. He has scrapes all over his shoulders and chest and is pretty sore, but he didn't break any bones, thank goodness. I think he is secretly proud, since he told me this morning as he was admiring them, "I think these scrapes are going to make permanent scars." Boys!

Have you gotten to ride a horse yet? How about the banana boat? How is chapel? Are you wearing sunscreen??? You know I'll be able to tell when you get home, don't you!

Dad and I have been praying for you every day. God loves you very much and has a special plan for you. Camp is such a great time to get to know Him more.

I love you so much, and I can't wait for you to get home so I can hug you real tight!

Have a great last two days at camp - you will have these special memories for the rest of your life!

All my love,

Mom

7 comments:

Melissa @ Breath of Life said...

Oh, goodness! This hits home as my daughter is away at camp this week (for the first time). I just got to see pictures of the week, finally. She's been gone since Sunday & returns Saturday.

I know you miss Libby terribly!

Christi said...

Very sweet letter. My littles are still to little to go away to camp, but I can imagine how much you're missing her.

Megan@SortaCrunchy said...

Awwwww, so sweet! Makes me miss my days at camp. It also makes my heart hurt to think of D being away for a week for anything - but maybe by the time we get there I'll be ready. Maybe.

Laura said...

This is such a sweet letter. I remember getting (let's just say, violently) homesick when I went to camp. :) I never thought the "homesickness" could be on the mom-end, but it makes a lot of sense!

Lori - Queen of Dirty Laundry said...

Oh my goodness, what a milestone - away at camp by herself! We have a big one coming up here, too, with my 7yo going to the CA grandparents for 3 weeks!

It's nerve-wracking and heart-wrenching and proud-making all at the same time, isn't it?

Susanne said...

Katherine, this was just the sweetest read! You must miss her very much!

I'm preparing to send my oldest off as you know. I'm already going through thoughts of what will I do without her here for 3 weeks!

I laughed at you describing Neil and his reaction to his cuts and scrapes. Especially when you said "Boys". Let me tell you this same daughter that's going away counts her bruises from rugby as status. The bigger and darker the better and the more pride in them. I just can't even look at them. :v}

Beck said...

Oh, she's probably having a wonderful time, but I can't even imagine having my oldest away for a week - and next year I'm sending her away to camp! I don't know what I'll do.