The baby is back in school. It's his sophomore year and I am jealous. I think the sophomore year is the most fun -- none of that freshman panic and none of the junior and senior year pressures. Here's what's great:
You know your way around.
You've made new friends that you can't wait to see again.
You have a better understanding of your own study habits and how to accomplish your goals.
You're not low man on the totem pole -- freshmen seek your advice.
The pictures above are from the first night of returning to school for my sophomore year. We spent the summer apart, working our little jobs and doing family things. On that night, we all agreed we mostly spent the summer counting down the days until we could be back together. We did not have email or cell phones. No one had ever heard of texting because it hadn't been invented yet. So, we got through the summer and when we met up again, we danced.
In the movie, "Groundhog's Day," Bill Murray lives the same day over and over. If I could live one year over and over again, it would be my sophomore year of college.
