And so it begins. Some think of it as going back to the grind, but for my kids, this beautiful morning felt like some sort of rebirth. Both were up hours before me ready to bound into school adorned in their own unique look. Every year at this time, a mother realizes that her moments like this will become less frequent as her children grow up. She cant help but tighten her grip around these moments like precious gold. My kids are growing up and I believe in the individuals they are becoming. I hope that this morning's joy carries them through the first few math assignments, the forgotten locker combos and the jockey to claim a seat at the lunch table. This year, like every other they will grow, thrive and learn and if your anything like me, you've got the best seat in the house to watch it unfold. Enjoy the show.