We Have No Sense Of Timing

I'm sure you knew it was coming. I did. I just didn't think it would be this quick, but then again, I'm not one to spend a lot of time trying to make a decision.

I expected that Little Mr. would love school and everything about it. Yes, it's just day 2. I got that. I know. I know.

It will change. I'm there. I know it. I do.

But...

Littlest Mr. is competitive. Really competitive. After just one day of hanging with Little Miss, Little One and Me, he's had it.

In his mind, all the cool stuff is happening inside that building and dang it all, his brother, of all people, is right there in the middle of it and he's missing it.

How could I be party to such an injustice?

Well, to answer that, I've already made the call.

Frankly the peace and quiet yesterday was something totally new and pleasant. I rather enjoyed my role as homework mom instead of home school mom.

I guess seasons just plain change. And kids grow.

With both the Little Mr.'s at the kindergarten ages, I could never have seen them going off to school, but it's different now. Somehow it was easier in my mommy heart when they were the ones coming to me and asking to go. They were the one's saying mom, we're ready.

It will continue to change. That I'm completely sure of. I'm sure that there will be things about this season that are hard and uncomfortable and challenging too, but for me, it's good to be able to roll with the changes and make the best of it.

So, here's to rolling on to a new chapter in the book of our lives.