Though, currently, the future is taking our oldest daughter on an airplane in the morning. And while I am dreading her being gone, I am also very excited for her to have this experience. I'll be okay. Really. For times such as these, one of the pluses of having many children is that there isn't a lot of down time to obsess. I know the seven weeks will fly by and everyone will be home again. I will be hovering around the mailbox on the lookout for letters.
The past few days have been a flurry of last minute packing details. There are just a few more left to take care of and I'm confident that we'll be all ready to walk out the door at 8:30 tomorrow morning. One of the last minute details was a swimsuit cover-up which M. hadn't realized she needed until a day ago. And not just any cover-up, but one that had sleeves and went to the knee. It wasn't something that we had just laying around the house. But M. had a brilliant idea. She took two old T-shirts, cut the top off of one and gathered it like a skirt. I then showed her how to use the serger and she connected the two parts together:
There was a happy accident afterwards, when she looked at what she had made and realized the serging was on the right side of the cover-up. But I think it actually looks better that way. I liked it so much, I may find some old T-shirts for the younger girls and make some for them.