It’s been a very strange few weeks.
Kindergarten orientation one week, high school orientation the next, the end of school, grade 7 graduation, the solstice, Father’s Day, the 4 and 11/12ths year old became a five-year-old. The middle child had a birthday party. Milestones, celebrations, logistics, orientations, and farewells.
And I’ve become that Dad on a road trip. You know THAT Dad. The one intent on getting to Saskatoon before dinnertime so there will be no stopping at any historic landmarks, scenic picture-taking pulloffs, or frankly even to pee. Must. Keep. Driving.
Perhaps I’m not ready to acknowledge what all these changes mean.
I have a daughter that’s leaving the relative safety of elementary school and heading into the big scary high school. She’s going to be 13 soon. 13!
The middle child is becoming a senior elementary school student.
My baby is about embark on his next big adventure of Kindergarten. Which means that I don’t really have a baby anymore.
And here, the solstice has already passed. The year is almost half over and I’m still occasionally writing 2008 on my cheques.
WHERE IS THE TIME GOING?!?
It’s time to slow down, apply the brakes occasionally and maybe start taking some scenic detours to see the world’s largest shovel and take some pictures of waterfalls. Saskatoon will still be there in the morning.