Last week, brought the end of camp. And end of camp = end of summer. As soon as camp’s over, it could be 100 degrees and scorching outside, but my head always feels back in the game. So despite feeling the usual sadness that the summer flew yet again too quickly, we ended off the season on a high. My whole family gathered ’round the arena to watch my big son play in his final hockey camp tourney. I’m gonna be the annoying, bragging, proud momma now. Because after telling you how my son and I have always been the tortoise, in the tortoise and the hare story, on Friday, he was the hare!







