Back to School Monday

Leaving the house today brought a smile to my face.  I had been listening to some tunes through Pandora Radio while I got ready for work that reminded me of my days in high school... music from The Cure, Depeche Mode, Talk Talk.  Then when I left home I was reminded that there is a whole new generation of high schoolers starting today, listening to their own brand of tunes on the iPods and MP3 players, as I passed by them while they waited at their bus stops.

My son is about to head out the door to his first day of 7th grade.  He's excited and nervous at the same time.  He's worried about getting lost in his new school, about not finding his class rooms in time before the bell rings, not working the combination locker fast enough between classes.... all of those things I remember being scared about.

Now I'm sitting at work, listening to more of Pandora through my computer, wishing I were home with The Little Guy, able to walk him to his first class.  But, even if I weren't at work he wouldn't let me do that now.  He's too big; too grown up.  He's walking to school with his buddies from the neighborhood.

I can't wait to squeeze hug him this afternoon, to hear all about his day.  I hope he says more than just, "It was good" when I ask him how his day was.  If that happens then I will follow up with a game of 20 Questions.