Ethan started 2nd grade today, so of course I drove him to school, camera in hand as a faithful scrapbooker does. About a minute from his school, he said to himself, "I think I can remember where my new classroom is..." I quickly replied, "Oh, don't worry, buddy; I'll walk you in today, and I remember where it is." Then he said so innocently, "Oh, it's okay, Mom. You don't have to take me in. I'm big enough." Silence, as my baffled heart breaks during the inevitable moment that I wasn't expecting till at least 5th grade. My 7-yr-old is officially "big enough." So I dropped him off at the school curb and, still in shock, drove home without any "First Day of School" pictures.