The school year is officially starting. In the morning we send Mac off to his first day of high school. We have practiced locker combinations and figured out where the heck all those classrooms are. We organized a binder and packed up his cheer uniform for the first assembly tomorrow. He is as ready as he ever will be.
The house is buzzing with the energy that comes from something so new. We will be so darn lucky if every night of high school can feel just half as promising as this one does.