off to camp

We took Mariah to camp today. She's 13, and this is the first time she's ever gone to sleepaway camp. She's got two friends there--one in her cabin--but it's still a big change for her. The cabin looked just like camp cabins in the movies. Neither Mark nor I ever went to camp so we're as clueless as she is...but it looks like fun. Art Camp--woo-hoo!

And Clothilde leaves tomorrow, so we'll go from three kids to one in the space of about 12 hours. What a change that will be. For a whole week Nick will be the only child--and with no day camp of his own, either. Look for very little posting next week. I'm expecting a lot of pooltime.

Well, this is a pretty brain-dead post. Funny what eight hours in the car will do to you. We did have a lovely dinner at a charming little cafe in Charlottesville--and managed the thumbnail history of Thomas Jefferson for Clothilde while we were there. It's great having someone around who has to at least feign interest in our various nuggets of wisdom!