Austin Starts High School

Can it really be that long ago that my little kindergarten boy was thrilled beyond belief when he actually DID receive for Christmas the rubber chicken he had begged for? Is it possible that the boy who loved riding around in Daddy's car is now able to drive it himself? Can it be true that the little boy who would come to me saying "bock-a-bye mama, bock-a-bye" (rock-a-bye) when he was tired, now just says "g'nite" with a quick hug? When did this all happen? And more importantly...how can I make it stop?

Can you tell I'm having a rough morning? Today my "baby" starts high school. My little boy is quickly becoming a man. A man who is taller than I and is almost taller than his dad. A man with a deep voice and an adams apple (just recently noticed that and it freaked me out!). A man with facial hair that needs shaved. A man who now requires deoderant on a daily basis. And just plain and simply...almost a M.A.N.

How come we moms cant get a vote on whether our kids grow up or not? Why can't we just fast forward through potty training and puberty and freeze-frame the rest?

I found this song that yes, of course, brought a tear to my eyes, and since moms love to share a good cry, I thought I'd share a part of it here. So, here ya go:

This Little Boy of Mine
Holding your hand, while watching you grow
I didn’t know just how fast it would go
I didn’t know at all
This Little Boy of Mine
This Little Boy of Mine

Oh and the best part??? When I get done watching him drive off to school this morning, then I get to go help Ashley pack up all her things here to move her off to college tomorrow. If you happen to have any extra boxes of tissues laying around, could you bring them over? I'm thinking I'm going to need them.