It's my fault.
I blinked, and five years zipped by.
Today, Primo went to 8th grade, Secondo to 5th (and middle school), and my baby to kindergarten. (In the first picture, Secondo is on his way to kindergarten!)
I admit it. After months of swearing I wouldn't... and denying that such a possibility even existed... I got teary at the bus stop. That little wave goodbye did me in.