Stella, Zuzu and I would have cut a rug last night, but we would have pulled gym floor splinters. Even so, we danced enough for me to adequately embarrass them both. One day they’ll look back and remember how Dad was never let vanity get in the way of a good time.
First farewell

Zuzu leaves Smaller Scholars for the last time today.
This has been her Montessori home for two and a half years. It’s only sad because we’re leaving Miss Diana behind. She’s been a blessing to Zuzu and brought many out of her.
Zuzu is going her best to crack a smile.
So is dad.
It’s never easy to say goodbye. And, while Zuzu says she’ll miss the old school, she’s looking forward to being on the same campus at School of The Woods with her big brother next year. Dad’s looking forward to cutting the school count from three to two.
Of course, all this pales by comparison with our excitement about getting to Camp Grammy on Friday afternoon!
Zuzu’s test drive
And then there were two…

Stella’s departure for Camp Misty Meadows is the next-to-last family event prior to our trip west. She wasn’t at all excited about going, but gutted it up… Yeah, right. She 
couldn’t wait to see, groom, and ride horses all week. She was fortunate this time around to sync up with other girls in her troop. Stella’s friends aren’t just at camp, she’s a bunky to Kerry (pictured loading in their stuff… how like a girl to bring a roll-around bag to camp) and the other is in the next cabin. When I left, they were already doing the girly gobble.
Dropping kids at camp is good practice, mom tells me, for dropping them off at college. “Thanks, Dad. Bye, Dad.” and they’re gone. As much noise as the two of them made on the way up, the Expedition was spooky silent on the way home.
Then again, with Kate and Stella gone, I’m only caring for two kids. What a cakewalk!
