I'm sailing away....

and regrouping after a wonderful school vacation week.  I get teary after school vacations, especially when I realize that this is "the last one" before the end of the school year.  Another milestone passes on by and I seem to get sentimental of more days gone by.  Am I the only one out there?  Some of my friends welcome their kiddos growing up and becoming more independent.  I'm just not that Momma.  Our week was relaxing, productive and fun.  We had lazy days filled with bike riding, walks to the playground and art.  We spent careless hours at the library picking out just the right books.  Riley confidently utilized the computer to search out authors and locate her books.  She checked out her own books....with her own library card and made small talk with the librarian. 

I stood back and watched...in awe and relized that my "baby" I had welcomed into the world eight years ago....was growing up.

As silly as it sounds, I hear this song, Slipping Through My Fingers in my head when these things happen.  Read the lyrics and if you are a sap like me, grab a tissue because these words stick with me.

Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that Im losing her forever
And without really entering her world
Im glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see whats in her mind
Each time I think Im close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when shes gone theres that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I cant deny
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/a/abba-lyrics/slipping-through-my-fingers-lyrics.html ]
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
(slipping through my fingers all the time)
Well, some of that we did but most we didnt
And why I just dont know

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see whats in her mind
Each time I think Im close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers...

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile...
Song and lyrics by Abba!

Happy Monday!  Enjoy this very last day of April!  How did that happen?  Again....it's time slipping and sailing away...