This morning we took the requisite photo for the first day of school: Mark standing on the porch with his backpack. We've been doing this since kindergarten; today is the last time. Mark's a senior. But we also took a second photo which made the blog and seems more appropriate now that he's driving. (Senior...driving...Mark...doesn't seem possible that this much time has passed by.)
Not only is today the first day of school, it's the first day for Mark to work a real job. And what a deal! He was accepted into a program that gives seniors real-world experience and pays them accordingly. Mark will work 3+ hours each school day in the attendance office. Not a bad deal: Go to school and get paid in the process. The wake-up call begins: No more "First Bank of Mom" when he wants to buy something or rent a video. He does have to be at school an hour before class begins, and during marching band season his afternoons will make the day seem even longer. For example, today he was out the door at 6:45 a.m., was home for about 75 minutes in the afternoon, and then had to return for marching band rehearsal until 8:30 p.m. Our little Fluffy is little no more!
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