Today my daughters left. On a jet plane. They’ll be back on Sept 6. So, not so much like the song.

They’re spending a week with their grandparents in Minnesota, then we’ll drive up and spend another week before heading home through Mansfield, Missouri and this lovely locale. We’re also going to the Minnesota State Fair (Food on a stick! And fried cheese curds!) and the Western Minnesota Steam Threshers Reunion. What do threshers do at a reunion? Thresher bingo?

Anyway, we were supposed to wake up at 5:30 to trundle the girls off to the airport for an 8:00 flight. I say supposed to, because my cute daughters–being filled with excitable excitement–woke up at 4:27. Which is even more obscene than 5:30. And of course they woke up the dog. And the momma, who said, “Play with the dog, I’m going back to bed!”

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And, of course, I appreciated just how helpful they are when I had to bundle the boys off to a meeting all by my lonesome. I try to be vocal in my appreciation of their helpfulness, but I think I shall redouble my efforts. And not ever let them leave me again. Kidding! I think.

So, my wonderful, lovely daughters are having fun at their wonderful, lovely grandparents. And I miss them terribly already. But I’m sure my wonderful, energetic boys will keep me too busy to think about it. Much.