Alas, no letter today. Hopefully this is a good sign: that she’s having so much fun she didn’t think to write, and the homesickness is gone. Alternatively, she’s so p***ed at us she doesn’t want to talk to us anymore. I hope the former :-).
As I noted before, it’s interesting seeing this from the other side. When I was a kid, I waited for letters. I never realized that the parents waited for letters as well.
