E and Z "graduate" from preschool today. I've been counting down the days to this moment for a LOOONG time. Not that I want their childhoods to gallop by at breakneck speed (it already seems they are), but I have been really looking forward to life returning to "normal"--to not having two co-pilots on my daily commute, to having getting to work on time, working eight hours and being able to run errands without an entourage, to having all three of my kids in one place.
I knew what the trade-offs would be when I signed them up last year, and I don't regret my decision in the least; they needed to be in a place where they could learn and explore, where creativity is supported, not squelched. But still, I'm going to breathe a huge sigh of relief when I pull out of that tiny, crowded parking lot one last time today. Of course I will probably shed a tear or two, too, when they stand up to get their diplomas. This year, despite all the inconvenience of it, has gone by remarkably fast (don't they all?).
Here's a picture of the boys on their first day of school. They look so little, so very toddler-ish. It's amazing that in nine months, they've become such big boys!