Preschool began today, at 12:30, for my youngest bug. He began asking if was time to go the moment his siblings stepped on their bus this morning. It was a long morning for him but the time finally arrived.

I walked him into his class and took my pictures for the scrapbook and waved goodbye. He gave me his hugs and kisses and moved on to his assigned task without so much as a "goodbye" or "I'll miss you mommy!" I just stepped back out of the way and watched the other mommies, all teary eyed, telling their offspring goodbye and to have fun while their little people clung to their necks uncertain about the whole situation.

I got into my family car that transports our family of six to and from their destinations...I was all alone in that big ole eight seater vehicle. I looked in my rear view mirror and watched my son's preschool grow smaller and smaller as I drove away. I then noticed all the empty seats behind me. I thought about how life is changing for this stay at home mom, how my children are spreading their wings and needing me less and I began to feel, well...wait...please give me a second...

I have tears streaming down my face and am finding it very hard to continue writing this. I know what you're thinking..."awe, poor mommy! She's shedding tears of sadness because she misses her babies." That is where you are wrong...nope not tears of sadness for me or tears of joy for them, but tears produced from the gut wrenching laughter! I cannot continue to paint a heartbroken mommy picture to you so here is the real picture....

I am driving down the road, window down, head hanging out, driving above the speed limit, waving my pinwheels and squealing like Maxwell the pig.......FREEEEEEEE FREE FREE FREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

That is all....