As of last night, when my daughter was formally “promoted” out of the 8th grade, I have two teenagers in high school.
I joke about feeling old, but I’ve sort of always felt old, so that’s not really what I’m going through right now. I think it’s a combination of “Hey, cool, it’s about time!” and “Whoah, where does the time go?” The most jarring part of the experience, actually, was seeing my little tomboy transformed into an elegant young lady for last night’s event.
My kids are awesome. I know I mention that often, here, but that’s because I can’t help myself. I’m also prone to pointing out other obvious facts, such as the presence of clouds in the sky or how the grass is green. You’ll just have to deal with it, gentle readers.