Tuesday, July 30, 2013
I discovered the best. respite. ever: chaperoning high school marching band camp with an amazing sibling. I owe my husband a gigantic thank you for taking a week of vacation so that I could go to band camp for almost five days "off" of autism. We filled a lot of water jugs, ran errands, counted heads at bedtime, and watched the band give birth to the opener of this year's show. The kids worked hard with unusually cool temps (we actually saw jackets and hooded sweatshirts!), pouring rain, and little sleep.