School is out for my boys in just two days. Technically, only one since the next two days are only half days. Do you know what that means?
In three days, my baby will be in middle school. He's one step farther from being a baby, and one step closer to being a young man. He's also more determined to find a girlfriend next year. Ugh.
In three days, my oldest baby will be a Junior in high school. He's one step closer to graduating and becoming an adult. He's also more likely to find a girlfriend who doesn't try to compete with football and baseball, and who makes him actually fall in *gulp* love. Double Ugh.
And as an added bonus? In just seven days, I get to start getting up at the butt crack of dawn, aka 4:30 AM, to cart Jock's non-driving self (because he STILL hasn't read the whole Driver's Manual, which means he can't get his permit, which he has to have for 6 months before he can get his actual license.....despite the fact that this boy will be 16 in just three (3!!) short weeks) to Varsity weights every stinkin' morning. All. Summer. Long.
I would suggest you send a relief package full of chocolate, but it's summer in Arizona. Even nuts melt here right now. You can, however, just shoot me. I have it on good authority that those long range super soaker water guns? Are awesome.