Pootie goes to middle school tomorrow. I cannot believe it. I look at him right now and I still see him as a little baby. He was just amazing to me as a baby. He was the first. My mom tells him that we used to sit and watch him breath and sleep. It's true. We did.
I know it is just middle school. But it sounds so big to me.
Crash and Lola are ready for tomorrow. Pootie is ready for tomorrow. I am not.