This whole 6th grade class trip to Washington DC seemed harmless enough all year round -- that is until this morning at 6:30am. At that time it seemed like a very very bad decision. All I wanted to do was scoop her up and take my baby bird right back to our nest where it was safe. She on the other hand couldn't wait to board that bus and start her adventure. She has never been afraid to explore new places. She has never been afraid to stay over people's houses. She thrives on social occasions.
This whole letting the kids grow up thing is going to really toy with my emotional well-being.
Diva is a good girl with a very good heart. She knew how nervous I was for her to be so far away from us, so she was so kind that she sent me a text and told me what she just saw and where she was going next all day. I think I may actually sleep tonight. Maybe.