Back to School

I have been waiting for 2 months and 5 days for summer break to be over and the first day of school to begin. In the last two weeks, I've actually had a countdown going on in my brain. And finally, today, the first day of school has arrived. We got up on time, took showers, packed lunches and backpacks and ate a good breakfast. We walked out the door right on time. There wasn't any traffic to speak of, it was just like any other day. I pulled up to my daughter's high school, it was her first day of the 9th grade. She jumped out of the car with excitement and joy on her face, she then turned back quickly to say, "I love you mom," and she was gone. I promptly began to cry because I realized there was no turning back. She was entering the world of a young woman and in 4 short years she would be headed off to college. I miss her already.

Growing up...

My 15 year old daughter walked in to my room last night and said, "Mom, I think I've changed. I realize that I like you and I don't mind being around you anymore."

okaaaay.... "That's great," I responded. "What caused this change?"

"Well, I think I didn't like you while I was in middle school because I was immature and trying to be cool. But now that I am going in to high school, I'm much more mature. But mom, I have bad news for you."

"This all sounds pretty good to me. What could be bad?" I asked.

"Well, you have 3 more years of  'bad' coming your way."

"How do you figure that?"

"Because Sam (little brother) is going in to middle school and you know he is gonna be a terd."

I hear a loud screech from inside the house. I hear him saying something about "it's not fair," and I try to tune him out. I realize my son is having a hormone induced melt down in the back of the house. 

"Yeah, he is definitely going to be a terd," I said.

It's going to be a long 3 years...