Tuesday, July 22, 2008


She loved Girl Scout Camp.

Paranoia McOverprotective, c'est moi.

1 comment:

Keetha said...

I remember when my mother dropped me off at camp when I was 11 or 12 and she fretted the entire time I was gone because I didn't have anyone to buddy up with when I got there. I think I had a pretty long face and was THISCLOSE to tears when she left. Then ten minutes later made a new BFF. Glad it went well.