Savannah left last night for choir tour. This is the first time we are home and she is gone for 5-1/2 days. Ok....she's been to girl's camp but that was a whopping 3-1/2 days every year. This is a bit different. There are boys.
I told her last night before she left, no monkey business. It's not like she has a boyfriend or anything, but the boy who asked her to prom will be on this trip. She said, and I quote, "I wasn't even thinking of that until you just said it."
My response: Do you mean to tell me that monkey business never crossed your mind until your mother just mentioned it?
She recanted her previous statement.
The best part of the trip? Tape.
The choir director put a warning in the trip documents: Once everyone is in for the night, the outside of their hotel room doors will be taped. If the seal of the tape is broken then everyone in the room will be sent home.
Harold's favorite part of the warning was this: If the tape is broken and you are sent home, your parents will know, your friends will know, the bus driver will know, the airlines will know. He laughed out loud while reading.
I appreciate a choir director who keeps it real. I want my daughter safe in every sense of the word while on this trip.
Have Fun Savvy Girl! We love you and miss you.
But I just need to say: Dad, Mackson and I each had our own couch while you were gone. No one had to share. We were feeling all decadent. It was lovely.
Come home (not too) Soon!!
You all know I'm kidding, right?