Already?

And so it begins.  The little one who sat at my feet is growing up.

Instead of matchbox cars in each hand, he has keys.  He's gone from singing Jolly Mon to asking for tickets to Rock the Range.  He has a girlfriend and a real drum set.  Tomorrow, he's signing up for classes for his senior year.  He's loosing the braces and wearing a class ring.

And today, we signed him up for his ACT test and he selected the three colleges he's going to apply to.  Don't get me wrong, I'm one proud mom.  But I think with each step, my heart breaks just a little.

My baby is growing up.

If I thought it was hardest with the first...I was so wrong.