If you need me, I'll be under my desk

My baby, the one I dropped off at school for her first day at Kindergarten, like, two days ago, is a junior in high school today.



My baby, the one whose hair I have fixed every year on the first day of school, came down the hall this morning and said, “Momma, would you fix my hair today?”



My baby, the one I have taken to school every year since Kindergarten, drove herself to school this morning.

If you need me, I’ll be curled up in the fetal position under my desk at work.

Love,
Bug’s Momma