Missin’ my baby…

Wednesday afternoon I dropped my youngest off at camp, happy for him that he was going to have a few days of fun and a belief that some separation would do him some good.

(He doesn’t like being apart from any of his family members)

Well, little did I realize how hard this separation would be on me. Especially since he has two older brothers and I’m quite accustomed to them going off to camps or wherever.

But, this was my littlest guys’ first outing. I did a little math and realized I have never been apart from him for more than three days and that he’s never actually really been away on his own for more than one day.

And when he has, it’s been with other family or close friends.

Oh how my heart feels so empty without this little guy around.

I plan on picking him super early tomorrow morning.


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