Hello Mudda

Limelette #1 headed off to camp on Saturday. This is her 4th year so we are old hat at this. The first year she went I was pleasantly surprised when she emailed me. She's not exactly highly communicative and has never been the type to get very homesick. The email was a bit odd and went something like this:

Hi Mom,
Having fun, wish you were here and all that crap. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO.
byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee,
Limelette

to which I responded...

Darling,
It was lovely to hear from you. Clearly you are on drugs. I hope the counselors are at least showing you good technique in your usage. Gotta love church camp.
Your loving,
Mom

Mommeeeeeeeee,
Do you miss meeeeeeeeeeeee?
Limelette

Sweetheart,
Terribly. I'd be wailing and gnashing my teeth but I've been so busy trying to clean up after the wandering band of gypsies who have rented your room. Their camel really stinks. I think the smell should be gone in a couple months. I'm not sure I can get the stains off the carpet.
Woefully,
Mom

mom,
you are so weird.
l

honeypieschmutzfacesweetums,
this is news to you?
m

no

Here's to another great week of camp for her.