It went by too fast.
Last night we went to meet their new teachers. My oldest learned how to struggle with a locker. Old friends were seen, and last years teachers said hello to. There was candy.
As with everything having to do with parenting, having them go back to school is bittersweet. Summer was a blur of activity and I got nothing done that I wanted to, but the kids had a good time and I enjoyed having the time with them. It is exciting to watch them go off into a new grade and have new challenges to take on, new friends to meet. Both boys will be playing violin in the strings orchestra, and I think I have them convinced to join the choir (they both are in that age where boys have beautiful singing voices).
At the same time, it is watching them take on a deeper level of independence and a further realization of how short the time I have been given to parent them. A privilege of time, really.
So, tomorrow they go off on their new journey, and I begin the process of decluttering, repainting, cleaning carpets, and getting my house back into ship shape order.
Then next month I start back to school with a math class, philosophy of logic, and a psychology course...which will be my own adventure.