This is how we spent our last week of freedom!
We went to an aviary, took a small paddle boat out on a scummy pond, went swimming with my sister, went peach-picking, visited family, and spent some quality time at a beautiful park. I savored every moment of that week because I have to admit, I hate sending my only child back to school each fall. It rips my heart out! Does anyone else feel that way?
I thought that by second grade, it would be a little easier to let him go, but not so much for me. Our summer was better than in years past. I had better health to do more and so I'm sad to see it end. At least my little guy had an excellent first day of school. That eases the pain a bit :)