Monday, August 25, 2014
The first day of school was all about making sure his lunch was packed and that he had the right kind of safety scissors and taking his picture with his big brothers.
And then after loading up the minivan, the first day was all about the drive to school with an excited kindergartner and his 4th and 6th grade brothers. It was all about letting the big boys go into school from the car pool line, but Mom will park and walk in with him.
The first day was all about Mom's telling him that everything would be okay, that he'd have fun and learn lots of wonderful things.
But that first was 12 years ago.
What? Wasn't it just a little while ago? I swear it couldn't have been more than five years ago.
But now the first day is about making sure he has all the forms filled out and his tie is properly tied and a last-minute I-don't-have-time-for-a-picture-where-are-my-keys?
And Mom doesn't even drive to school at all, let alone with a van full of boys.
The first first day was about Mom's comforting the boy.
Now, on the last first day, who comforts the mom?
Somebody hold me, please.