Wait a second...

Watching Porter go to school was a whirlwind of emotions but I was excited for him especially seeing how excited he was.  But tonight I went to back to school night.  And this brought on a whole new wave of emotions. How vividly I remember my parents going to back to school night.  And I thought, "no way am I old enough to be going to my child's back to school night!"  And then I realized OH MY GOSH I am OLD!  Just a couple months shy of turning 30 AND going to back to school night, and do I dare confess I've found a couple gray hairs?  I'm mourning my youth, and strangely and sadly accepting the fact that I am old and am an always exhausted mother of 3 that can't wait to crash on her pillow every night.