Today was the day The Boy thought would surely never come. Or at least it seemed so far away when school broke in June for the summer. But the clock pauses for no one and today at six a.m. alarms were ringing in my house. 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. Both The Boy and The Short Chic love marshmallows. I think they are one of their favorite foods. Smear...