Saturday, August 07, 2010
Our oldest son is officially a freshman. Oh man, if only you all knew how much distress typing that first sentence has caused me. I love my boys so much. I'm always sad for the first day of school. While other parents are counting down once the bell rings on the last day of school, I want to scream at them to SHUT UP!
This year is proving to be harder as the first day of school is coming faster than I'd like. Michael has already been at the high school starting the 19th of July. He did Marching Band Camp and then yesterday he had his Freshman Transition day. When I dropped him off on the 19th, I seriously had to stop and regroup before leaving the parking lot. I am proud because I didn't fall apart. I did okay and then we went to watch his final rehearsal. I admit that I teared up and was grateful for the sunglasses I was wearing.
Going to Freshman Parent Night, man it took all I had not to completely fall apart as the counselors were talking to us about preparing our 9th graders for college! COLLEGE?!?!?! I don't even want to talk high school and you're forcing me to think about college?
I know Michael will do great, he's confident in himself. I hope it never changes. He is such a sweet spirit. I know that my boys will grow up and be amazing men, I just wish it didn't have to happen so fast!