Today was the end of year Big Buddies/Little Buddies picnic: games, soccer, frisbee, grilling, insuficient amounts of sugary juice, freakishly good 8-year-old-runningbacks dominating touch football, etc. etc.
Normally this isn't a big deal for me; after all, for three straight years I always told Calvin to shape up over the summer since I'd be back next year. But this year I couldn't. At the end of it I had to tell my two little ones that I wouldn't be back next year, that I wouldn't even be able to visit.
It was the first time I truly realized that it's all coming to an end.