We'd been planning this for over a week. Jack and Dad were going to go camping at a father-son camp out with the church (Friday-Saturday). Grace and I were going to go in the opposite direction and have a mommy-daughter couple of days together with pottery painting, shopping and a movie.
At 2:00pm we were all packing and primping to go our separate ways, and excitement was in the air for both of the kids. Not often found separated, this was a different feeling for the children, and they both made sure to give each other a hug and good wishes before Jack and Dad pulled out of the drive way.
25 Minutes later, after Grace's dress was ironed, and I was dressed, the phone rang. It was Ken. No one was at the church, and he had turned around and started his attempt at catch up, thinking they had missed the clan. But after some more thought, he began questioning the dates. Sure enough, we were off by a whole week!!! The camping trip was next week. Jack was dozing in the back, and Ken mentioned that right before he fell asleep he had expressed how much fun he was going to have.
In the end, Ken and Jack spent a evening fishing and swimming at the lake, and Grace and I headed off to the mall to paint our pottery and shop for a few clothes for her. The really neat thing, was seeing them greet each other when everyone arrived home. It was as if they had been away for a week. They were both beaming, enjoying sharing news with the other that other had no knowledge of.
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