this has been a big week in the hawgood household. for the first time ever, all three of our kids are going off to school, and for my son william that now means all day. he and the girls are whisked off to mercy montessori early in the morning by their mother, and while annelise and gabrielle come home before noon, william doesn’t arrive until the bus drops him off at four. yesterday was the first day of this arrangement, and as i saw him coming down those bus steps and into my arms something occured to me… i’ve been robbed. where are the available hours of afternoon play with william? where is all the time when we sit together, unhurried by schedual, on the big cushy leather chair in the basement and talk about things non-sensical and otherwise? where is the limitless opportunity for an early afternoon round of golf during the week, when there’s no-one else on the course and william and i can play as fast or as slow as we want? no longer in my life, that’s where. why would those people at that school need so much of his time? what could they possibly be doing all day long? how am i expected to go on with such a signifigant chunk of my waking hours in the company of william shaved off from existance? what’s happening here!?! now, i realize that i attended the very same school, but you must understand how my perspective has changed. i certainly have. i’ve also realized how good i had it for a while. i see the lessons learned from school aren’t only in the classroom, or even on the campus for that matter. i’d better savor the afternoons i still have with the girls because, no doubt, they’re going to want to be part of this conspiracy soon as well.