Early in the morning tomorrow, husband and I will take 6 year old to the bus stop for her first journey to 'big' school. She starts first grade and in typical filmi fashion, her first days on earth are floating around in my mind. She can't be 6 already!
Funny how I have wanted to have this milestone approach for a long time now and now that it is here, it is quite bittersweet. Somehow, the 12 years left to college seem too close for comfort!
Next year, when the both of them get away from home super early in the morning, I will actually have time to exercise and chill out a bit before taking off to work! Imagine that! Am going to try hard to keep that stiff upper lip tomorrow...can't dampen the excitement she has with getting to wear a uniform and go in a school bus by weeping my guts out.
Oh man, now I know what my parents mean when they treat me like a kid who can't wipe her nose! :-D
G'night!
The Spirit of the Marathon
13 years ago
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