She's Back

My daughter returns from camp today. I get back my girl.

I have been living with boys, and boys only for the past week. I love my boys; their sounds, wrestling, singing, smells, fighting, and 'round the clock eating. They are fun, crazy, wild, silly, and active, but I need my girl. She balances out the family.

I miss my girl. I hope that she wants to talk. I hope that she has a lot of stories to tell about all of the fun that she has had. I hope that she is not too tired to share. I hope that she did not come home from camp with a new found affection for high school boys - ewe.

I hope that she wants to come home. I need her.