Accompanying my Eighth Grade son to conferences, we walked by the “Lost and Found.”

Water Bottles – To be expected.

Sweatshirts – Must have set them down and forgot.

Pants – What?  How do you forget your pants at school?  “Hum, I know I’m missing something.  Oh yeah, my pants!”

Walking through a school, you feel sort of old.

Walking by the pants in the “Lost and Found,” you feel grateful you outgrew that phase.