No one told me it would go by so fast. No one warned me an August birthday and back-to- school activities in the same week would make me cry. And no one told me I would ever love you this much.
Tomorrow you start fifth grade. FIFTH GRADE – the level after fourth, but the one before MIDDLE SCHOOL. I can’t even say the words “sixth” and “grade” without choking up. I’m just warning you now that I’m a hot mess in the works.
Where did time go? Just yesterday I held you in my arms for the first time and dreamed big ideas for you. Now you’re engaging in shop talk with UC Berkeley paleontologists and balancing your own savings account. As you embark on fifth grade and kick off a great new school year, I have just a few favors to ask of you sweets.