Then I said to her, "Your sister is gone for the week and now I am going to put all my love and attention onto you the whole week." And she responded as I knew she would with, "AAAAAAAHHHHHHH."
That was just plain fun.
But I have to admit my stomach is in knots having my youngest gone for five days. I'm pretty used to them being with me every day of the summer. And neither of them have been gone from me more than two nights and those times they were close by.
I do hope she has fun, but I know I'm going to constantly be thinking I forgot to pick her up and I'm going to have to stop what I'm doing to remember where she is.
I'm not worried about her safety, I know she is in good hands. It's just a large void that can only be filled by her return. I guess it's a peek into my future.
Funny how we want them to grow up and move out, but when it looks like they might do that some day, we panic.