It's here. Already. The first day of senior year! I write this with a tear in my eye, a lump in my throat and a smile on my face. I will miss him all day and cherish him when he gets home. I'm proud of my boy and all that he is becoming on his journey.
(This is the first picture that I've posted on my blog of him without his braces. They came off last week. He still has a bit of a challenge ahead with them (not just the retainers but his bone structure) so cross your fingers and think good thoughts. He took excellent care of his teeth while he was in braces so I know that he'll do the same out of them.)
"One day when she was two years old she was playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother. I suppose she must have looked rather delightful, for Mrs. Darling put her hand to her heart and cried, ‘Oh, why can’t you remain like this for ever!’ This was all that passed between them on the subject, but henceforth Wendy knew that she must grow up."— J.M. Barrie
“You're only given a little spark of madness. You mustn't lose it.”-Robin Williams
2 years ago