We work so hard to make them confident and independent people and then they go and show that’s what they want to be and I immediately want to time travel back to when she used to hold out her arms and say “Up-y up-y” cause she really needed me. Classic.
Hard to believe 7 years ago this was the scene playing out as we dropped our son off for grade 1. Today, my grade 8’er zoomed away on his bike with a wave and a smile, and my grade 10’er got picked up by a friend.
The days are long but the years are short. Enjoy the ride.