Growing Up

I just sent my baby, Zoe, to a full day of preschool in the car pool with my older kids. I have been looking forward to this day for quite some time. A whole day to myself (actually, 7:55AM to 1:30PM - I'm helping with the end of the day party in preschool at 1:30) with no specific tasks to do (did the grocery shopping yesterday). And I'm still excited.


But, I wasn't prepared for the lump in my throat and stomach as I buckled her into the backseat of the minivan. She was smiling broadly, and I couldn't help but smile back at my big girl. She looked so small among the 1st and 4th graders in the van. So small, so sweet, so excited. This is her last school day before she "graduates" on Friday. All year she has only gone three afternoons a week. But today she goes for the full school day, 8:15 until 2:45, with a lunch packed into her backpack and a day filled with friends and graduation practice.

I'm sure we'll both enjoy our day. But I didn't know I'd feel like this.

I just want to say to all of the men who stop at the adult bookstore on Route 30, this is NOT a good place to get your wife a Mother's Day gift!

(Seriously, it looks like the parking lot for that place is always full!)

It's Closing In On Us

The junior high that is less than a mile from my house has closed, as well as the junior high where my neighbor works has closed due to suspected cases of Swine flu. We actually watched this neighbor's daughter yesterday for several hours. The family that carpools with us has two sons who go to the junior high by our house. I never really expected all this to happen so close to home. I guess it is.