Today, while The Boy showered and primped (oh yes, boys primp too!) I prepared him some breakfast. We did our final mother/son talk about drugs, alcohol, mean kids, good attitudes, and making his momma proud. After that, I forced him to take the traditional first day of school photo.
Then he walked out the door, heading to a new bus stop. Then I choked back so many tears!
Today, my son entered his Freshman year of high school. Gone is the handsome, little boy who I walked into kindergarten. Gone is the middle schooler.
As with most everything else, when I am sad/stressed/happy/mad/tired I threw myself into making something. Today....MARSHMALLOW POPS.
Sugar. It can almost make me forget that The Boy is growing up fast! It can almost make me forget how quickly The Short Chic is growing up quickly too. Almost. But not completely!