This windswept boy went to the Middle School today to pick up his schedule. He has a schedule. That sounds so grown up. He also has a locker. Well, he doesn’t have his locker yet, but he has paid the fee to rent his lock for the upcoming year, so he’s halfway there. We filled out paperwork, paid our fees, and walked around to find all his classes. His Assistant Principal is on his check out list, so I think he’s going to be alright. I’m not so sure about me. I’m about to become the momma of a Middle Schooler… I’ll let you know how that goes.