It's only been 24 hours since we dropped Joe at camp but I miss him so much! Only 96 hours to go! I anticipated it being tough but not this tough. I'm sure he's doing better than I am.
I took these pictures while getting a tour of where he will be staying. He was all smiles and very excited until it was time for the goodbyes. As we were walking away, he decided he really needed to go home and play a little "rock band" with his brothers. His counselor Bobby, was able to distract him as they played on the old firetruck. Don't misunderstand me, I know how great this will be for him.
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