August 24, 2004 - Tuesday
Most mornings when I drop Harry off at school he'll stay close to me for as long as possible. He's not usually as clingy as during those first couple of weeks of summer camp, but sometimes he is. And then there are days like today when he is seemingly perfectly comfortable saying goodbye (or not even) and going and latching on to some group of kids, often older kids with gameboys. On these mornings I feel proud that he has the confidence to be on his own among other kids. It's something I've been encouraging for weeks. Of course, on these days, too, I can't help but think that these are the first days of Harry breaking away from the tight bonds of his parents and that in just a few years I'll be the one hanging on in hopes of a hug before he runs off to be with his friends, or just simply away from his embarrassing dad. Ah, well, it's for the best.


Comments, Opinions?