Friday, August 17, 2007

summer camp

The V-man has been away this past week....at summer camp with his cousins. Actually....they're my cousin's kids....you do the math.

Camp fires, smores, scary stories. Sleeping in cabins. Horseback riding. Arts & Crafts. Archery. The whole sh'bang.

He's been away for longer amounts of time...but never where I can't just call him up & talk to him. It's killing me.

I'm sure he's having a fabulous time. Probably doesn't even miss his smothering mother.

He comes home tomorrow. I'm going to squeeze that dugalboy till his head pops off.

the boys...




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11 comments:

Bill Graber said...

nope...never gonna send my girls to camp

Surfsister said...

I'm confused! I thought the little man was your twin's kid. That's your little man? Away at camp? Oh my god!! Soul Brother #2 is five. I won't be ready for him to go to camp until he's 18!

twin said...

Yes...the longhair is mine. He'll be 7 next week. He still lets me hold his hand in public.... ;-)

Anonymous said...

'Live long and prosper' - please don't pop his head.

Anonymous said...

"... he still lets me hold his hand in publi" oh I really miss that

Anonymous said...

Yours has even longer hair than mine. Bleedin' hippies.
Maybe you shouldn't squeeze quite so hard - awful lot of clearing up to do - and the neighbours may start to talk....

Foul Pete said...

I can't wait to send my little demon to camp.

Gazelle said...

Damn, I thought I had long hair when I was that age! He should be in a band with hair like that...

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