My son is a senior this year and plays football for Earlham High School. I love watching him play football, even though I have a hard time keeping my eyes on him with the helmets on. He is a linebacker on offense and a tackle on defense. Now, do I watch football on TV or go to any NFL or college football games. That would be a NO. Let just say your children have a way of making you do things you normally wouldn't do. For one thing I'm not a fan of cold weather, but you will see me at every game whether the sun is shining or it is snowing out. The game to night is 1 hour and 15 minutes away from where we live. Good thing we only have three far away games. I enjoy driving to the away games, but don't look forward to the long drive home when you are getting tired from a long day.It's hard to believe that this will be our last high school football season. When your babies are small you don't think they will ever get old enough to do things on their own or go off to college. Believe me those years go by so fast.
I'm looking forward to seeing my boys grow into young men. It truly is an amazing journey.
Do you have a daughter or son that is graduating this year?
How are you handling their last year of High School?
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I'll bet it's completely bittersweet to think of them going off to school and cutting away from the homefront! Enjoy this last year.
ReplyDeleteI'm past that phase ... wish I could tell you it gets better, but ...
ReplyDeleteMy son goes to kindergarten next year, thinking about him being a senior seems forever away and yet i know it will be here in the blink of an eye.
ReplyDeleteMy little sister is graduating high school this year (we have a big age gap between us) & I can't believe it! It seems like yesterday when I had to change her diapers and drive her to dance classes when my mom was busy.Time flies by so quickly!
ReplyDeleteI need to come here more often. I followed your blog so I don't have that problem any more. :)
ReplyDeleteMy middle son is a senior this year. My oldest graduated last year. This year is even more bittersweet than last year, I think because I spend so much time driving N places, while D spent more time with his friends even before he went away to school. I cried at the first graduation, and I think I may well embarrass myself at this next one.