Lots of Lasts

This week is Austen's high school graduation so I am feeling all the firsts of a first born and all those lasts as he ends his high school years and prepares to go off to college in a few short months. I haven't been particularly weepy about most of it so I was surprised when this simple act that I've done for the last 12 years made me a bit sad.

The Last Lunch

I will never again pack him a lunch. And, I will never again pack three lunches. I can't say that I loved making lunches for 12 years (and they all bring a lunch because they said the food in middle school and high school is really bad or the lines are too long) so I'm not sure why this made me a bit sad but it did. 

It also made me a bit sad the morning that Austen and Peyton drove out of the driveway on their way to school together for the last time. They will likely never go to school together again. And, I will never have kids in the same school at the same time again. There's something sad about that if you've ever gone to school with your siblings. You may not like them (at the time) but it's comforting to know you have a sibling there with you. I know Austen and Peyton have had many conversations in that car to and from school. Maybe not deep conversations but ones I know that have helped form bonds that will exist long after they both leave our house. 

Last Day of 3 Lunches

There's a lot more lasts to go before Austen leaves but tomorrow is a first - a first high school graduation for our family. We can't wait to celebrate him and his four years at Central!

Last Day of School Senior Year

Last Drive to High School for Austen and Peyton