We have known the day would come.
She has talked about it for months. Debates were had as to whether a very shy and unadventurous little girl would cope with a full-on activity break. Money was paid, gear was purchased and bags were packed.
This morning, she had her bath and was out of it so quickly keen to get on with her day.
Her Dad did a check with her to ensure she had everything and to show here where to find her essential equipment.
She looked beautiful in her clothes especially her new coat with inner fleece in a lovely shade of dark pink.
She womanfully insisted on pulling her own case on the school run accompanied by both Mum and Dad on this milestone day.
We got to the school and she dashed into class avoiding my offered cuddle but giving me a lovely smile and a little wave.
I was reminded of when I arrived at university and went mad when Mum came back just as I was trying to be all brave about my new adventure but nervous as Hell really.
The coach left and we returned home.
All of a sudden, I saw all the trousers I had packed for her thrown on the floor.
Last night, her older brother threw a fit about how we were spoiling her by letting her go and getting her new things. To put this in context, he refused to go on the same residential trip 3 years ago. He also had that little Orlando trip in February.
I suspect foul play regarding the trousers on the part of said brother.
So after a romantic breakfast, husband was dispatched on a 200 miles round trip to take the trousers plus a camera and book purchased to make her trip even better.
Because that is what good Dads do and I love him for it.
Very proud of my daughter today. Know the trip will change her a little and look forward to hearing all about it when she returns.