Whiplash

School. Is. Here.

Summer is a blur. A whiplash-inducing, snap of events already gone. Even the weather tonight (during football practice. good grief.) tried to convince us that fall is marching steadily on it's way.

So, now two in school. Two at home. Divide and conquer? Surreal? Quite possibly.

I'm excited about this new time in our lives. After missing the bulk of the last school year, I am looking forward to this year. I am hopeful at the idea of diving in and being more involved. I am more and more painfully aware at the speed of life whizzing by me. And even though I often get stuck and mired down in the details of life--my wish is that our memories as a family will be the good stuff, the big stuff. Not the "can't find a 1 1/2 in. red binder", "chew with your mouth closed", "go sit on the naughty spot" kind of memories.

Anyway, here we go. School year 2010-2011, show us what ya got.