First Day of School Blues

I've always hated the first day of school. When I was young, I hated it because I didn't want the care-free days of summer to end. Now that I'm in my 40's, I hate it because I don't want the care-free days of summer to end. I hate it because it means no more staying in our pajamas until late afternoon, no more staying up late just because we can, and no more boys filling the house with their rambunctious laughter.

I also hate it because it's one more milestone that I'm missing with Paul.

Paul, who would be in fourth grade.

Yep. I've always hated the first day of school. I guess I always will...