Today was back to school for our three youngest kiddos. Freshman, Sophomore and Kindergarten. As my sister in law stated, the older ones were "resigned to their fates". Dressed in their new clothes and shoes, nervous yet excited. I dropped them off and came home to Tommy still asleep. He partied hard with cousins last night and slept in until 8! We hurried to eat breakfast, get dressed, pack a lunch (A LUNCH! HE tooK A LUNCH!) because it is, against my wished, all day kindergarten :(. My baby! Sniff. Sniff.

His backpack looked huge on him and he was so excited, until he asked "how wong (long)school would be today" and that's when I decide I should probably homeschool and never send him to school ever. A little boy cried in line leaving his parents and stop.the.presses. I was grateful for my huge sunglasses hiding my tears. He is too young to leave his momma!

And then I look around, and I don't know...anyone. A few moms here and there, but that's it. I am too old. I could be these parents' mom. So here we are, I think Tommy is too young. I think I am too old. Seriously questioning my life choices at this moment.

Grateful I can record it for posterity. I am crazy. I love being a mom and I am so sad about all day kindergarten :(

*Update- It's been two full weeks of school. I'm not crying anymore. But tomorrow is our first day with only three kids at home. The older girls moved to college this weekend. Some crying there as well. Definitely another post to write soon about that.