Do you remember the scene in When Harry Met Sally where she is freaking out because she was going to be forty....someday?
I had one of those moments.
This wasn't about turning forty, however. That, I can handle (I say that now...).
This was about my son going to school. While we are a ways off on that happening, I know that it will be here...someday.
I am so used to having him with me all of the time. While there are days where I would like to send him to boarding school, I seriously cannot imagine him being gone all day.
What if someone is mean to him? What if he's mean to someone else? What if he's scared? What if his teacher sucks? What if he loves it so much, that when I go to pick him up he doesn't want to come home?
Maybe I'll apply to be a janitor at his school.