Not sure which had me in tears more this morning, the realization that it's my little man's last year of elementary school (yes, next year we enter the big, bad world of lockers that lock, classes that change and books that will give you a hernia when they're all stuffed in a bag) or the realization that summer vacation is only two days away and, despite the stress, the aggravation and yes, the tears we've all shed this year, it's almost over. Huh. Whaddaya think of that?
In other news: Was it bad I taught my 10 year old a bar trick at lunch? Oops...
