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I asked them why they were making the signs for P and G. They said, "It's GP." As in their high school GPHS. Oh. |
If I'm posting early today, it's because I was up early. Too early. My mind was spinning. Last night, Adam told me I've been "surprisingly calm." This morning I'm feeling calm-ish. But also I feel the bittersweet melancholy that is parenting. My big kids have gone. They were excited and buoyant and I am excited for them. Their bright personalities and hopes and dreams light up the day.
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Emma has to lug her swim stuff around all day. Tomorrow she'll have to carry her big backpack too. Good thing she's strong. |
And they're gone.
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Emma was yelling good-bye out the window and Braeden gave a little honk of the horn and I called out drive carefully all at the same time. |
Sigh.
1 comment:
What cute back-to-schoolers you have!
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