I can’t believe fifth grade is over.

Today Al had an end of the year pizza party to attend. It seems like yesterday I was escorting him to birthday parties where I would stay if he wasn’t comfortable and would leave when he gave me the nod. Now it’s just, “The party will be over at this time, Mom.” I still call (or his father calls) beforehand to make sure everything is ok, but sometimes he seems to be growing up so fast.

Motherly post script: My baby is SECOND in rank on the chess team!!! He just took up chess this year! I knew those maternal brains would kick in!!! Just kidding honey.