Summer Camp Is Hard!0
Occasionally I get an email from my husband on a random topic that he’s come across. Sometimes it’s a picture of a dog doing something ridiculous and sometimes it is an insightful article about something of interest to me, like birth.
Today I opened my inbox and saw I had another one from him. All I can think about is that poor little Greyson really wants to go home. Look at those tear splotches on the paper! It just reeks of authentic childhood homesickness, doesn’t it? I would have loved to have known what the recipient thought when they opened this note from him.