As summer ends, I find myself getting really sad that the boys will be back in school full-time. Granted, I have had a babysitter part-time all summer so I can do my nagging research; therefore, I can’t truly claim the title of “stay-at-home-mom.” That acknowledged, I think the hard part is Miles is starting Kindergarten. This means that I now have all my kids officially in school. Not “pretend” pre-school to make myself feel better about working, but they are in “real” school now. Summer has been great: days at the pool, staying up WAY past bedtime, eating junk food, and exploring. I guess I can’t really pinpoint exactly why I am so sad. I think it is that the time won’t come back again.