Boo-freaking-hoo! I often feel this way, but this year it was even stronger. Even though it seemed we were all making the most of the summer, things are different. With Josh going to college, this is a day of sending only Isaac off to Oyster River. Boo hoo. The end of summer marks the end of calendar years in my mind. And it ages us all and puts us farther along our life paths. It's a marker that's clear-cut and that makes me sad.
Isaac came home pretty happy -- optimistic about his classes -- and Josh was here to great him and get all those details about teachers and classes he's done with for good. Isaac's happy that Russian Studies isn't going to be rigorous, he's got his favorite Spanish teacher again (with a couple of friends), he REALLY likes his Expository Writing teacher even though he usually very much dislikes writing. Loves his A2Trig teacher. Going to work with the science situation.
As the week went on, he was a little less excited about some things -- but he continues to very much enjoy Expository Writing . . . oh, please, let this work!
Here are Josh and Emily NOT going back to high school . . . just about to head to UNH. Oh, how we're going to miss them lying on the sofa in the evening and watching cooking shows--here it was Beat Bobby Flay.
Elaine and Lily and Anna came over one day after school . . . like an old playdate . . . but not . . . and we all yakked. It recalled to me how after-school playdating used take place on a jungle gym.
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