AND THEN THEY DO...
on Sunday, Aug. 24, 2003 at 11:23 p.m.

WARNING! WARNING! DISGUSTINGLY SAPPY ENTRY AHEAD! BEWARE!

This is a picture of my kids a couple of months ago. My son is starting First grade tomorrow, and my little Girl is starting Pre-K next week! I can't believe they are this big already! They are so grown-up!

Country music drives me crazy because its like the artist go out of their way to make their songs completely fucking sad and depressing.

Here's a song that made me pull my car over and cry. I thought it was appropriate since my baby is starting first-grade.

Artist : Trace Adkins

Song : Then They Do

Lyrics:

In the early rush of morning

Trying to get the kids to school

One's hanging on my shirttail

Another's locked up

In her room

And I'm yelling up the stairs

Stop worrying 'bout your hair

You look fine

Then they're fightin' in the backseat

I'm playing referee

Now someone's gotta go

The moment that we leave

And everybody's late

I swear that I can't wait

'Till they grow up

(Chorus)

Then they do

And that's how it is

It's just quiet in the morning

Can't believe

How much you miss

All they do

And all they did

You want all the dreams

They dreamed of

To come true

Then they do

Now the youngest is starting college

She'll be leavin' in the Fall

And Brianna's latest boyfriend

Called to ask if we could talk

And I got the impression

That he's about to pop the question any day

I look over at their pictures

Sittin' in their frames

I see them as babies

I guess that'll never change

You pray all their lives

That someday they will find happiness

(Chorus)

Then they do

And that's how it is

It's just quiet in the morning

Can't believe

How much you miss

All they do

And all they did

You want all the dreams

They dreamed of

To come true

Then they do

No more Monday PTA's

No carpools

Or soccer games

Your work is done

Now you've got time

That's all your own

You've been waitin' for so long

For those days to come

(Chorus)

Then they do

And that's how it is

It's just quiet in the morning

Can't believe

How much you miss

All they do

And all they did

You want all the dreams

They dreamed of

To come true

Then they do

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