Her week

She had been looking forward to her canoe-kayak camp since May. It was her first time packing a lunch and a lot of attention went into its preparation (she wanted boxed raisins and salted sunflower seeds and sesame sticks). I had made a thermos of warm chocolate almond milk, because I knew she would get wet and cold. 

On the first morning she was so proud and excited, she was literally bouncing up and down, just like she did as a toddler. When I picked her up, she had barely touched her lunch (she was probably too busy chatting away…), but she was tired and in a foul mood (oh the low blood sugar…).

I found one of her sock in the parking lot. She had no clue where her water bottle and hat went. Oh well! Cheers to first experiences!