Charlie is starting school on Monday. Like, real school. It's the full-day, five-days-a-week pre-K program at Cubby's school. He asked to go. He wants to go (for the moment, at least). He's ready to go.
I . . . well, I'm kind of sad about the idea of my buddy Charlie getting on that bus and being gone all day long. To say nothing of a little worried about how I'm going to entertain Jack all day long when his exciting big brothers have both deserted him.
Seriously. What the hell am I going to do with that big-brother-worshipping little dude there?
These kids, man. They just keep growing up.