Just dropped my oldest two kids off at the Schiphol Airport saying farewell and seeing them off for a fun and educational stay in the States.
Waving good-bye to the two distant heads as they approached and disappeared past the passport control turnstiles and off into the real world.
An eight hour flight across the Atlantic and then pleasant landing at Washington Dulles.
Will see Marlies in a little over two months, but may not see Lennart again for nine months or so.
Nice feeling to see your kids growing up and turning out to be so fine, but also slightly emotional and not that easy letting change happen.
Simply part of being a parent who hopes for the best. That's all.
