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so, the transition back to home has not been as easy as i expected (and i expected borderline hell.) saturday night i got like 3 hours of sleep at the staff party because people were throwing cheez-its and hitting me in the face with a pillow at 5 in the morning... so i drove rach home around 10, realized i left my sleeping bag, drove back to anna's, got home at 12:30 and conned emma into staying at work for an extra hour so i could catnap and shower. this morning i felt like death and basically fell asleep in the middle of babysitting... went straight from there to change clothes and head to job #2, which thankfully was slow.
now that the bitching part is over, here's the truth: I WOULDN'T CHANGE IT FOR THE WORLD. last week was absolutely incredible, right down to being hit with crackers and not being able to open my eyes this morning. i realized that i will become one of those annoying mom who flashes pictures of her children every 5 minutes, because i've been doing that to anyone who will glance my way with pictures of my kids from camp. i caught myself high-fiving people at work today and bouncing up and down because i'm on such pma overload... yeah. camp is awesome.
now that the bitching part is over, here's the truth: I WOULDN'T CHANGE IT FOR THE WORLD. last week was absolutely incredible, right down to being hit with crackers and not being able to open my eyes this morning. i realized that i will become one of those annoying mom who flashes pictures of her children every 5 minutes, because i've been doing that to anyone who will glance my way with pictures of my kids from camp. i caught myself high-fiving people at work today and bouncing up and down because i'm on such pma overload... yeah. camp is awesome.