Today is the first day of school for my son, Duncan.
He spent nearly the entire summer begging to go back to school and waking up early. This morning we had to actually wake him up. Then 'daddy' asked him where he got to go today he says "School?". Ten seconds later he shuffled to me and said "School, No!" I figure it was here and all the sudden he wanted to go but was thinking of all the 'new' stuff he would find and the change in routine.
I will miss having him along when we go for our little drives and at the barn, but I feel I can really get some of my stuff caught up. I hope that this is a good year for my boy. He has the sweetest spirit and is so generous. While we were picking up his new "kicks" (tennis shoes) he insisted we get Animal crackers to SHARE with his friends. While this may not seem that thoughtful if you are an adult or even a typical ten year old. My barometer for Duncan is: He is mentally about three. Three year olds just don't typically care about these things. For me, this is the LIGHT at the end of our sometimes hard road.
For now I celebrate my now ten year old boy heading to school for another year.
---PS....the picture shows some clear 'big' work that items on my list. New baseboard trim and either painting or refinishing the hardwoods. :-D