Aug 8, 2008
All Good Things Must Come to an End
The end of summer is fast upon us. Fall feels like it's knocking down the back door. The big boys will both go off to school and the babies and I will be left alone. I think that we'll probably make the library scene and still have playgroup. We might even investigate a music class here in town. I am excited for my time with the babies because I know all too well how fast they grow. But I am sad to see my other babies go off to school. Bittersweet to say the least.
One of my character flaws is that I cry easily. On the last night of VBS when the kids were singing about Jesus molding them, I teared up. I know that I'll cry when I take my babies to school. It doesn't take much to get me bawling. So, I bid the fair well sweet summer; may our journey together come again soon!