All smiles on his first day of school.

We’re two weeks into preschool, or as Chris has been calling it for months, “The beginning of the end.” It’s not that he’s against preschool (although he’s made it pretty clear he’d rather I homeschool our boys than send them anywhere), he’s just against time. Whenever I say “Can you believe how big Kostyn is getting?” he counters with, “I know, I hate it.”

Don’t get me wrong, he manages to live in the moment, soaking up every bit of who they are today. But he really misses their smallness. Me, not so much. Continue reading →