FINAL Last Day

Well, I did it. I took my youngest baby to her very last, first day of school! And I didn't cry. I realize it sounds so melodramatic to be making such a big deal out of this moment and yet I can't help it. It is a big deal to me. And it is amazing to me that the emotions are very similar to when I put her on the bus for her very first day of kindergarten. This parenthood thing is NOT for wimps.

I think Chloe is anticpating and dreading this year all at once. But she was picking out her friends cars in the parking lot as we pulled up and she got out of the car with a huge smile on her face. She has 3 AP classes this year and is doubling her science load! I hope the first day doesn't overwhelm her. She has already read and completed problems for 4 chapters in Chemistry. Here we go, ready or not.

I had all my babies together for brief moments over the weekend. I was hoping to get a picture at dinner last night, but Chloe's work schedule changed. Maybe tonight.

EJ (also affectionately known as 'Julie') has organized a group dinner at a local restuarant this evening with his friends. Sort of a last hoorah and birthday celebration all rolled into one. He called last evening to make a reservation for 17 people. When he got off the phone, he was laughing. He said the person taking his information asked if he would need any highchairs or booster seats! It's the deep voice! Hard to tell over the phone how old he is. But we all found that question very amusing.