Well, the first week of school is in the books and the madness associated with it put me behind on sharing this but I found the night before the first day of school very different for high schoolers than grade schoolers. Here’s what it looked like 8 years ago:
And here’s what it looked like a few days ago:
That’s one of the marvellous things about the journey of parenting, nothing ever stays the same.
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.
I’d brought it in to Bow Valley Basics as we were after the exact same size and the exact same colour and the staff remarked they’d never seen one so well… used. They asked to keep it. I agreed. Back at home we had a short lecture on presenting ourselves in a way that reflects our desire to learn and positive self image. It was met with eye rolling and sighs. Let the new school year begin!
Another dinnertime gem. It was clear that he felt really good about being a part of his Principal’s moment of the day, but the idea that he’d actually sing in front of people and read a book for pleasure, well that was too much for the 12 year old brain to compute.