My youngest is now officially a sopphmore.
Wow. I am not going to lament about my baby growing up or any of that. I am simply not the type. I understand that for others, and I pat their back and understand, I do. It just isn't where I live. I have children, I expect them to grow up and become amazing adults. They were designed to do so. I am happy to see the growth and potential. Yes, there is heart ache and hopes that are not fulfilled, but that is okay too. This is real life, messy and fun and a whole lot of unknowns.
Why would we want it to be different?
Here is a photo of the first day of 9th grade.