…Or should I say, that’s my girl!

Since I had my studio set up a couple of weeks ago in a valiant effort to beat the Virginia Beach heat, I was able to con [bribe] my daughter into getting in front of the camera for a bit. Usually she doesn’t last three minutes before she’s giving me the classic “Mommmmmmmmmmm! Are we done yet?” That is why I was so flabbergasted when she actually smiled and enjoyed letting her old Mom goof around and play a bit!

She’s at camp this week. Can you tell? (Insert long, pouting, lonely Mom face here) :-( This is her fifth year at the same camp on the James River. When we dropped her off she was instantly swept up in what I like to call “teen-age-girl-friend-reunion-squeal” mode! (I think I have permanent hearing loss!)

…And, while I love that she adores camp and has made lifelong friends from her experiences there, I still miss my girl.

I know I wasn’t this beautiful at 15!

Leslie