First Day of School.

It was more difficult than I thought. I pretended to cry. And we laughed about it.

I was really crying when I turned away.

Sure, I’d seen The Boy and My Girl drive off to school in the Jeep a couple dozen times before. But not as a Senior. And a Junior. I felt like The Boy was driving away for good.

He didn’t even look back. But he did give the horn a honk.

The Little Boy was in constant motion this morning and could barely stop for a picture. Only one I snapped was of him not “in motion”. He was excited to be off.

I guess I shouldn’t be upset that none of them seemed the slightest bit upset that it was the first day of school. Each for different reasons…for My Girl, it’s ALL about the social. With The Boy, it was the beginning of his senior year. A definite milestone that he was anxious to embrace and enjoy. For The Little Boy, he was off to see his buds. And he was also the “upper classman” at his elementary school.

No, I shouldn’t be upset. We’ve done our job. Each was happy and excited to head out this morning.

I’m the only one having a problem with it. Well, me and The Man.
Notice HE wasn’t around for the send off this morning.
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  1. Aww, I love the pictures! You have such a beautiful family.(HUGS) to you, tender-hearted one!

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  2. Susan,Enjoyed reading your blog. The Sr year is a tough one for the mama. And the jr year is the warm-up for it. You have a tender/tough year ahead-I’ll be checking in on you.Kathy

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  3. No, I would say that YOU have it going on! Look at those kids! They are a great looking bunch! I hope it gets easier for you as the year goes on. I can’t even imagine my oldest being a senior…but I know time is going to fly. Embrace them, it truly is all good.

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  4. Susan, I have almost completed the portraits of you and R in my head by looking at the faces of your good looking kids!

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  5. Susan,The letting go is so hard! I see my kids growing and the time just slipping away. I draw strength when I come here because you are a few feet farther down the road than I and I learn from your wisdom.Kate

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