Happy 4th everyone!
We are off to a neighborhood bash this afternoon - complete with hayride and fireworks. I'm making my world famous potato salad. Drop on by and have a bowl.
#1 Son was successfully dropped at camp yesterday. If he'd had his way, we'd have dropped him off at dawn.
At breakfast he said, "Can we leave now?"
"Son, what time are you supposed to be there?"
"Um... 2 o'clock."
"What time is it now?"
"how long does it take to get there?"
"Um... and hour and a half"
"What time would we get there if we left now?"
"Oh.. uh.. 10:30. I guess it's a little early..."
When we arrived at the drop-off point, #1 Son headed off to see his friends who had returned from last year - mostly girls. Mr. Bug looked around and whispered in my ear, "I know why he loves this camp. The ratio is 2 to 1 -- 2 girls to 1 boy." My response, "He is not a stupid child..."