Here We Go...

And just like that the kiddo is gone, out the door for the first day of senior year, and I find myself downsized in a job I’ve loved for nearly 18 years.  
I have no idea if he had breakfast.  I have no idea if he packed a lunch.  But I can attest that he’s clean and that he smells good and that his clothes are spotless.  I know that for sure because he took over doing his own laundry this summer and my washer ran a marathon yesterday!