Remember the Lasts

This week has been full of lasts. I try to remember all of my children's lasts, as well as the firsts. They are, after all, milestones in their life's journey too. Our first last this week was 4 year old Preschool. It started with Finley and Trudy waving bye to him at the front door, like they do every time he leaves, and then me picking him up with his bag of goodies that was cleaned out of his locker. Some moms were so emotional as they were picking up their children, me, not so much (surprise, ha ha). All I was thinking was, in about 6 weeks, Kindergarten. Grayson is excited and of course that makes it easier on us.
Our second last, was our last Baseball Game. What a good season they had. Some out in the field looking at the airplanes going over, watching the birds, or digging in the dirt around the bases. Sort of like the Bad News Bears. I think they learned something about teams, sportsmanship and maybe a few rules of baseball and lots of laughs. A great learning experience, nonetheless. I am sure it was the first season of many to be spent at the ball park.
"We know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to his purpose." Romans 8:28