I just walked my 2 older children to the door today and stood on the porch and watched them walk to the bus stop. My daughter is going in to 7th grade, and it is my son's first day of Junior High as he is going in to the 6th grade.
I really hate that they put 6th graders in Junior High, but the school promises that they are seperated from the older kids. My daughter did fine there last year.
I got through it with out crying, but my eyes did get a bit misty. They both looked so grown up but still so young all at once.
Next week my little guy goes to preschool for the first time and so I will begin another phase of my life as another will end. It seems the stages of my life at this time revolve around the stages of my children's lives.