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| I'm sure you recognize it - the traditional "first day of school" pic on the porch |
Today is the first day of Alex's senior year. The summer whizzed right by for her, full of campus tours, babysitting, summer homework, volunteering and a little fun thrown in here and there.
Those summer weeks went by too fast for me, too. I miss the long, lazy days between graduating from one grade to the next. Truth is, they never really happened for my daughter. She was in year-round school and, let's face it, kids just don't have the downtime or freedom we had back-in-the-day.
.Monopoly marathons, running through the sprinkler, days at the lake.
..Riding bikes to get an ice cream cone or candy at the corner store.
...Tag, baseball, Hide and Seek and take-no-prisoners Crack the Whip.
....Playing outside until Mom calls your name from the front door.
They were simple, nothing special activities. But together, these memories spark a Norman Rockwell feeling deep down in my soul.
And I'm grateful.
Alex has had some great experiences, but a very different childhood. I hope, as she sends her firstborn off to his or her first day of senior year, she reflects back on her days as a kid and smiles. Realizing you have one calendar year left before they head off to college brings nostalgia front and center.
