The Unofficial End of Summer

Tomorrow morning, Radha starts preschool.  The last three-and-a-half years flashed before my eyes earlier tonight and the realization that she is about to embark on her public schooling journey was enough to bring me to tears.  Of course, there are several upsides to this.  The foremost being that I will get to spend more time with Henry on the mornings that she attends class.  At least it will be another three years before I have to face this again.  Good luck, Radha.  I know that you won't be missing me as much as I will you but that's okay.  I know that you'll be having too much fun to think about such things.  That's the way it's supposed to be.