My two oldest boys are on a scout trip this week. They are doing a 50 miler kayak trip. I have to say that I have a very deep fear of deep water, so the thought of them kayaking is frightening for me. I have to continually squelch the panic. But at the same time, I am so happy that they have this opportunity to go, and I know this will be a great life long memory for them.
It is very odd to only have one child at home though. It's much quieter, and also more work because there are less hands to help out. I do have to admit that I don't miss all of the teasing. But I am getting a glimpse of how it will be when they have flown the nest.