My boy had the nerve to finish his Junior year in high school which means that -- horror of horrors -- he will be a senior in the Fall. ACK! Because he made such tremendous progress this school year, he is being placed in a high school/transition class in September. Yay, Brendan!
This is how I found him minutes before he woke for the day at 3am to go to school. He is snoring away under that blanket.
Right after school... clearly the 3am awakening is catching up.
The girls and I were planning to pick him up at school on his last day and take him out for a last day of school treat. When I mentioned this to him, he laughed. Yes, laughed! And said haltingly, but clearly, "No, fank you, Mom. I want bus." I guess it's not cool for Moms and little sisters to pick up almost seniors for treats :o)