My daughter was quite sad today as she headed out for her first day of eighth grade. Of course she was even more disappointed due to the fact that her brother doesn't start until tomorrow because he is a sophomore in high school. I think she thought it was black Wednesday. Needless to say, her brother did his best last night to let her know how wonderful it was going to be today to spend his last day of summer vacation doing whatever he wanted to do. I remember these days well from my childhood, and I can't help but feel a bit sad for my daughter. The end of summer always comes quicker than any of us would like it to.