My little outdoorsy girl.

Maura headed out for a camping trip with my dad, brother and nephew, Ryan last weekend. My mom was supposed to go, but got shingles (ugh!) so she had to stay home. I worried that it would be a little hard for Maura, being the only girl. I was a little worried that she would need some Momma (or OBA) loving and might not get it. Well, when my dad arrived she was ready to go. (It always cracks me up when my parents come to get the girls, they are climbing into their carseats before we even have them buckled in.) She cheerfully waved goodbye from the back seat and was off to a weekend in the wilderness.

We would call, usually in the morning and at bedtime to talk. She always sounds so old to me when I talk to her on the phone. She asked if Maggie and B missed her. She asked to talk to each of them, but was as happy as a clam being away. She asked to extend the trip a day, which they did. She even called me from five minutes away when they were driving home, to ask if she could stop home for lunch, then continue with my dad to visit Oba.

My dad said she did great. She hiked and biked. She roasted marshmallows and ate hotdogs (and shrimp!) She went to bed when she was told and woke up in the AM well rested and ready for more.

I am very glad that Maura is always ready for a challenge. She may take a minute or two (or three) to get comfortable, but once she does, she rarely looks back; she looks straight ahead and takes off in that direction. I was definitely not like this at her age. You go girl!

When she got home, she asked Mags if she missed her. Mags said yes she did. We then asked if she missed Maggie. She said "I didn't have time; I was too busy having a blast!"