My boy . . . my youngest . . . my baby is starting his very first day of school today. I can hardly believe it.
He looked so cute this morning standing on the front porch for his official “First Day of School” photo.
Brand new shoes.
Backpack over his shoulders.
Week-old haircut so it looks nice, but not TOO “I just got my hair cut”.
Lunch money in his pocket.
Rolling his eyes at me and saying, “Mom, give me my keys. I gotta go NOW so I'll have time to stop and get coffee on the way.”
Did I mention that my baby is 17 and a high school senior? Not really so much his “first day of school” as it is his “first day of public school”, having been homeschooled his entire life.
Still. I’m all misty. And a little verklempt. Talk amongst yourselves while I go fix my mascara.