Something About Nothing

My two youngest were so excited to start 8th grade today. . . . . . that they RAN to the bus stop. I'm sure it had nothing to do with the fact that I was stalking them with the camera. Nah, they just love school that much.  ;-)

This morning as my college-graduate-son got ready for work he asked the question I have been asking myself, "What are you going to do now?" He also proceeded to tell me how old I am as my children are all so grown up. Babies in junior high apparently makes me "very old." I don't feel old mentally, physically is another matter. I informed my son that I was going to quilt. His eyes said "And. . ." And maybe I'll clean the house and spend my time praying that I don't need to get a "real" job yet. My job of raising babies may be done for 7 hours/5 days a week right now but once everyone hits the front door there is no rest for this Mama.