But, it's bittersweet... every day is a "last". Every acceptance letter or college visit for him, means "he's leaving soon" for me.
But, I wouldn't want it any other way - he needs to fly from the nest to really find what God has in store for him.
This year, I'm celebrating loudly, and crying quietly. God is GOOD!
Shameless bragging on how homeschooling pays off!
Boy Baylor or Chick Baylor? Can you tell which one I am secretly cheering for... hint, picture size matters!