When did we suddenly arrive at this place in life? Do we truly have school-age children in our house? Where have the preschool years flown off to?
Our kindergartener brought home his first report card last week, and this afternoon Ben and I attended our first official parent teacher conference. It was an interesting experience. The teacher said lots of nice things and offered some constructive criticism. I thought her comments were bang on. It's only been three months and already she has our son well pegged.
But I still can't get over the fact we actually have children old enough to attend school. If I could grab time by the tail and reign it in, truly I would. Before I know it our sweet baby boy will be trotting off to kindergarten and I'll be alone with myself all day.
What will that be like?