It's funny how the end of summer comes right after the first of summer these days.
Today was Wade's first day of first grade.
When he came home, he said his favorite part of today was "the schoolwork".
He was very happy to be able, finally, to go to school with his brothers.
Here they are: first grade, fourth grade, and ninth grade.
Now, I will go off to bed and muster up the courage to send him off again tomorrow.
Perhaps the feelings of a mother have been best described in the words of a dad:
----Robert Rummel-Hudson, "Hope and Fear and Summer's Passing"