Today was David's last day of first grade. He was in kind of a funk this afternoon.
In his words: "The week before the last week of school you're all excited for school to be over and you can't wait. But once it really is the last day and school is over, you feel sad and you wish it wasn't over."
Daddy took him and Mary camping tonight. And tomorrow is his birthday. So hopefully he'll cheer up a bit.
(I myself have been kind of wreck--struggling to keep back the tears all afternoon, on this, the last day of my son's first grade year. Tears of relief, sadness, guilt, pride, and gratitude.)
