First day of fifth grade, how did it come to this? I literally have to do nothing now in terms of getting him ready for school. Like, I wake him up. That’s it. No more micromanaging.
His friend Dimajio arrived early so they could play Xbox, just like last year, so at least some things are the same. Omg I’m going to start crying on the trolley.
“Let’s try to go the whole year without the school calling,” I said to Chooch, hugging him goodbye on the sidewalk.
Dimajio laughed. “Yeah, I don’t think that’s going to happen!”
Ugh, me either.
This concludes the obligatory “how did my kid get so old/where did the time go/lets go back five years” post. :(