Start with an End

All new beginnings must start somewhere.  In this case, it has to start with an end.  Today was Hunters last day of school.  It seems so cliche to ask where time has gone when I know the answer.

Thirteen years of bus stops, recess, school lunches, marching band and award ceremonies.  Four thousand seven hundred and forty five days of weathering skinned knees, cold camp outs, rainy field days, catapults, sleep overs, braces and broken hearts.  We've spent 113,880 hours shopping for school clothes, writing book reports, throwing pitches and learning to drive.  I can't speak for anyone else, but I've enjoyed every second of it.

So here is how he spent his last nine hours of school....