This is my best girl.
She left us this past weekend for the first time. A whole twenty-four hours at Sparks camp.
OK, so it wasn't the totally first time. We had a lovely weekend away from the kids once. And the other time, we gave her a brother. Lovely as well, but most definitely not a holiday.
But this time it was her choice. Anna decided to test her wings and she flew. A bit wobbly at moments, but she did it, and now she can't wait to fly again.
Bittersweet for her mama who knows that, for while her best girl is growing in confidence, the trips away from the nest will grow too.