Flying Time

We got a call this morning reminding us that we had the Upper Elementary parent orientation tomorrow night at school; One is moving up from one Montessori class to another for the first time since we came to this school. Upper El is much different than Lower El: homework for the first time, 10 day-long field trips away from home, and, most of all, all 60-75 kids in 4th-6th grades all in one room with 5 teachers.

Am I really the mother of an about-to-be nine year old? How did this happen? Or, more accurately, how did this happen so quickly? When I was searching for Oscar pictures over the weekend I saw 100's of One as a little guy. I have to say in many of them I cannot see the resemblance between that tiny two year old and the long-haired giant currently in my living room. My memories of those times are fairly clear, but the pictures themselves were a little shocking.

I'm getting old. Sigh.