Caleb went to wrestling camp in Oklahoma for 5 days. We are so proud of him and what he accomplished. He is such a smart, mature 7 year old, that sometimes we actually forget that he is a little boy. I don't think I would have been able to stay in a strange place, hours away from home when I was his age. Bryan and I were so worried about him, but we knew he could do it. He had my cell phone so he was able to call us whenever he needed. That, and the night light that I packed, were life savers. I never would have been able to send him without a phone. He called us a couple times a day, always around bedtime. There was one day that we didn't hear from him during the morning or afternoon, I was freaking out. Obviously he was fine, too busy to call.
Bryan and I picked him up last Thursday...I was never happier to see him. Oh how I missed his cute little smile. I even missed his little attitude (haha). We had a surprise "we are proud of you" party for him on Friday with pizza and cake. Attendees: Grandma Brenda, Grandma Lynda, Dave & Vicky & Mema. CALEB IS THE MAN!