Getting Old

When Riley had been in Kindergarten for all of THREE days, I went to go drop him off and he told me that I should just stay in the car. He told me that he didn't need me to walk inside with him because he knows the way and can do it by himself. But...but...I'm your mother! Well, that little guy opened the car door, strapped on his backpack, waved goodbye, and walked right into that big school with his head held high. I almost started to cry! What a cute, and apparently "old", little boy I have.