Last night Kristin and I were out to dinner for our anniversary, 17 years, and I lamented that we probably always spend our anniversary dinner with me falling apart a little over being at the precipice of school starting and not ready for the kids to officially be __ graders. This year it’s 3rd and 5th; Jonah’s last year of elementary school. I’m never ready for any of it, really, but it seems like there’s always a reason to feel like this milestone is more significant than the last.