Went to open house for our boy this evening. Meet the teachers and get the supply list day. Our son is a Junior this year and while we were walking down the sidewalk my wife says "we only have to do this one more year".
After thinking about it I kinda got bummed out.
The cat walk we were under when she told me that used to be really high. I thought. Today I just stuck my arm up and hopped up 6 inches and touched the ceiling. I remember when all the guys used to gang up at recess, run, jump, and hope the end of your finger
nicked the ceiling.
Just feeling old I guess. Being in your old stomping grounds and realizing(as an adult) that it may be over soon for good just brings back some memories.