Tagged and bagged

Tagged and bagged

Step one of our summer adventure: fly Kate west to Camp Grammy. It only LOOKS like she’s waiting for the plane. Fact is, her body was waiting, but her thoughts had been with Grammy nearly two days already.
There is something bittersweet about watching your babies walk down a jetway alone. It was two firsts: the trip she’ll remember as the first, and the first time Daddy watched his princess take wing into the world by herself. The whole thing left me Misty-eyed; it really does go by too fast.