Reflecting, thinking...

About one week from today when I will send my oldest off for her very first day of school, the 3rd grade.  I'm excited for her, sad (selfishly for me).  I've come to terms with the fact that I don't enjoy the first day of school.  It simply reminds me of how quickly time is going by (again).  I want longer Summers with my littles, more time to endlessly play at the beach, watch them run around without a care in the world and no place to be.  I'm not a big fan of the busy school mornings when everybody is running in different directions.  I enjoy getting up early to start the day but simply don't like that nagging feeling that we have to get out the door. 

So, I'm anticipating, waiting...for next Wednesday to come and go.  Then I'll wait until September 10th, when I'll send my littlest out for her very first day (sob) of preschool.  Reminding me, once again that childhood is fleeting and time is moving way more quickly than I'd like.

Hoping to get back into a variety of work, my shops and cleaning during that window of time when the house will feel so empty. 

Oh and I am not a fan of a long day at school, tired kids and homework....

Still, I'm optomistic it will be a wonderful year and feel so fortunate that they still squeeze me tightly before I send them off!  I realize that like childhood, that won't last forever.