So far, we’ve gotten two letters from C. The first one was all about a boy. From my not yet eight-year-old! To be fair, she was excited about making a new friend and it just happens that he’s a boy. But she told us nothing about what activities she’s been doing or how she’s enjoying camp and liking her tent group or anything else. :-P
Two days ago, this was in our mailbox:
The contents of this oh so urgent letter?
I need a hairbrush. My counselor says it would be better to brush my hair.
P.S. We are making candle-boats.”
I just about died laughing. We’ve only really used a comb on C’s hair since it was the length G’s is now (i.e. short) but I’ll be mailing a package tomorrow with the urgently needed brush. I’ll even throw in some homemade cookies and a card…