The last day of school. It's finally upon us. I go into it with mixed emotions. I'm happy because...duh, it's summer now. Sad because I get attached to the kids that aren't coming back. I just pray I can get through the day without tears. Even if I'm crying on my way out...that's fine. I just hate crying in front of people.
Graham is so excited that this will be his last day of elementary school. It's the end of an era, the start of something totally new. I'm happy for him. And sad for me. Because I will miss seeing his smiling face everyday at school. Happy that he has lots of opportunities waiting on him.
Can I add disbelief? That I'm old enough to have a son this age? Going into this grade? Yup. That's me.
Do you see why I've consoled myself for the last hour looking at OPI colors???
And no, I'm not joking. I really was doing that. I was on OPI.com, if you're interested.
I found lots that I wanted. And I do believe that yes, I do have issues. It's my one vice to being girly. Because the boy-er my boys get, the girlier I get.
And I don't even know if those words are words. According to my spell check, they are not. Words, I mean.
So. I'm going to stop typing now. Pray I don't blubber like an idiot tomorrow at school.
Love to all.