And then, just like that, it's over.
We sent the kids off to school yesterday. Or, I should say, schools--plural. My eldest began sixth grade at middle school. Yes, middle school. With P.E. and buses and sixth grade girls, and other things to keep a mom awake at night. Much more on that to come, I'm sure.
Back to school for them means back to work for me. As much as I've enjoyed being with the kids all summer, I'm ready. I've got several writing projects lined up, including a whole index card full of blog notes. If I can decipher any of them, I plan to post with something approaching regularity this fall. And if I can get a meeting with the web designer I'm married to, you might see kyranpittman.com roll out before the end of the year.
It's like I told a friend the other night, in one of my classic idiom mash-ups, "The doctor's kids always go unshod."
Whatever. It's six of one. A dozen of the other.
Have a great weekend.
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