For the third consecutive year we are celebrating the Really Sad Day. By celebrating I really mean we are bummed out majorly.
The kids are leaving for a week at camp today. Dad is taking them there. Mom and I are going to pick them up for a short visit before they go, and then we’ll pick them up at the end of the week.
Because of some vacation schedule shuffling, this weekend is a Dad weekend, and so is most of next weekend. We’ll get them at camp and then bring them back to his house the next morning. That means we only technically will be without them for our two days during the week, but still… it’s one thing when they are at Daddy’s, two towns away. It’s another when they are half way to Albany.
Welcome to the Third Annual Really Sad Day. I hope this week goes by fast.
Inside the Red Head's Head 
Make sure to give them hugs from Nana & Papa! We don’t see them nearly often enough, but it’s like you said: it’s different when you know they’re right there, an hour away, than when you know they’re on the other side of the whole state! Tell them to have fun at camp and be safe.
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