I just dropped my giant son off at his first day of first grade, and I won’t see him again for almost SEVEN HOURS. This feeling I have in the pit of my stomach, which started when the teacher said, “Parents: it’s time to say your good-byes; you need to stay outside,” can’t possibly be any different from the feeling parents get when they drop their missionaries off at the MTC.
2 comments:
lucky shark shirt! good choice.
YOu Rock! What a good mom you are! I was loving the day with 7 hours free of one kids. Something must be wrong with me. But seriously how did these kids get so dang old?
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