My babies start school tomorrow.
The uniforms are out. The supplies are packed and individually labeled. The snacks are planned. The outing with Frodo (to distract him from the fact that he is being left out) is arranged. The shoulders are tense. The stomach is roiling.
I know, many a parent comes to this moment. The moment where denial no longer works. Where one must face reality, that in 11 short hours my children, who have depended upon me for the last 6 years, will spend part of their day depending upon someone else.
(little teeny yahoo)
And egads if I'm still not 100% sure of my decision.
My in-laws think public school.
My blood laws think homeschool.
My heart said private, Christian, where I know, love and trust the teacher (and she isn't me).
Man, I hope I'm right.
Meanwhile, what is everyone else doing tonight? Heaven knows I won't be sleeping.