Eleven Down, One to Go

Because of his broken toe, I took D- to school today, a luxury I only grudgingly grant. (Hey, I always had to take the bus when I was in school, in Michigan, in the cold, in the dark, in the wind, hungry and shivering, and there was no one to love me.)

Today is the last day of the school year. D- has a couple of finals and then it's hasta la vista, baby, for the summer. As we were driving down the road, it occurred to us that today is his final, regular last day of school. With any luck next year, he'll be ending the school year two weeks early with all the other high school seniors. I'm told there's a special ceremony to mark the occasion.

Let's hope he gets there with no more broken bones.
K-