|one last mowing job before heading north|
For the record, I'm not sad.
Ok, I'm a little bit sad, BUT I'm not wallowing in misery.
I knew this day would come. In fact, I've been preparing myself and him for this day for 8,271 days.
It's just hard to let go and admit that the little boy no longer exists except in videos, snapshots, and a mom's memory.
|such a happy toddler|
I'm excited for him and the adventure that lies ahead. I would be lying though, if I said I wasn't a little anxious. My husband said we need to just pretend he's going back to school.
|first day of school|
I think it's an excellent plan.
|first time wearing a tux|
Meanwhile the three of us left at home are fighting over what to do with his room. I want to move the elliptical in there and also use it as a guest room. Andrew wants to set up his drums in there and Dale agrees it would make an excellent music room. We'll have to see who wins this battle.
|the evidence - yes. he went through an earring stage|
|moving into JU for the first time|
|first step to becoming an adult, now the real "work" begins!|