I remember when I was small people saying that time goes faster when you are older and I thought it was a bunch of hog-wash. And yet I am sure it was just yesterday that they handed me my first child. His little wisps of hair combed over to the side and still red from his rather vigorous "nurse rachet" style bath. But obviously time has flown since tonight my "baby" went to the prom. He was 6 foot 2 of handsome shaved head glory. Of course he put his whole own twist on the event by wearing his cowboy hat, boots and a red feather boa with his tux.
I am sure that this will now forever cement me as *THAT MOTHER* within our wider group of local homeschoolers.