My mind is trying to enjoy this sight, but it keeps going back to tomorrow. Tomorrow is the last day! Tomorrow is our youngest son's last day of high school. Yep, 17 years ago, when our oldest son started Kindergarten this day seemed as though it was far, far away. Well, those 17 years flew by!
I am a proud Mom and excited for him as he ventures into the next era of his life. Here's what I will not miss about high school. I will not miss dealing with all of his stolen items. Both of our boys have had so many things stolen through the years while attending school, the list is too long to list here. I will not miss that at all!
I will miss the fantastic families that we have met through our son's involvement in high school trapshooting. This is the only high school sport either of our boys participated in, so I have nothing to compare it to. I have been told by parents of kids on the team that have had kids participate in other sports that high school trapshooting parents are very supportive.
It's a competitive spirit, but it's not a dog eat dog competition. Probably because in Iowa High School Trapshooting, everyone participates. There are no bench warmers in Iowa High School Trapshooting.
Our youngest son has had an IEP all through school. I have been an advocate for him for the past 13 years when it came to his education. I will not miss attending meeting after meeting where the same things were discussed over and over. The funny thing about all of these meetings, we always talked about the same thing, yet nobody ever took the bull by the horn and ran with the ideas that were tossed around. I'm not sure what I was looking for, but I think I was looking for a teacher to really take my son under his/her wing and help him flourish. We, as a family, never met that teacher.
So,,,,,, I'm doing the happy dance and excited for what the future holds for our soon to be high school graduate. There are no tears, just smiles! This household is so glad that there is light at the end of this tunnel. After All, It's All In a Mom's Day, Right?