The End of The Holiday

is around the corner. I have lots of bug bites, not a speck of sun, and some pounds to show for it. All of the children have behaved very well, but there is never a real break. I do not know why I do not know this. Unless I go away and leave them behind, I will not have a break. When I went to Paris and left two behind I did not enjoy the break, but rather missed them and counted the hours until I returned. I guess this is the irony for the next 1000 years until they are all in college. AleVit came out into Miami society yesterday with a 5 hour high tea organized by my father and executed by VH. I have tomorrow to mentally shift gears into camp mode, as I will have my first (short thankfully) day as director of July camp. Here we go some more!