So even though I was happy to see the kid get on the bus for her first day of Fourth Grade I can't help but also feel a little melancholy. She's growing up so quickly. I know she'll be an adult with her own life in what'll seem like a blink of the eye. This past summer though, she was still my "kid." While her sense of self and her humor are maturing, she was still young enough to think she could chase down fish and catch them with her bare hands.
