It's scary and frightening and exciting all at the same time.
I dropped off Nolan today and I cried. Not because I was going to have two children in my house 24-7 without a break, but because my boy is growing and getting bigger and there is nothing, nothing I can do about it.
I can't imagine the sort of excited energy he will have when I pick him up today. The idea that sitting in a classroom is done, and endless hours outside is heaven for a little boy.
I know we will make it through these warm, hot, humid sticky months and wonder where our time went.
Just when things get crazy and I am ready to ship him off to year round boarding school I can come back and look at this post. A reminder that it is all good.