Big Time.
My husband and I have graduated four children from preschool. Four. Same school. Same building. Same drive to and from. We've set through Thanksgiving feasts, Christmas programs, orientations, Spring programs, and graduations. Hours of them. Each bringing the same tears to my eyes and the same look of pure pride and joy and quiet reflection in his. We love our babies. And we well up with emotion at all of these little school happenings. That seem routine at the time, but are so very big.
So, here it is. The end of the "preschool years" for us. The beginning of all four in school.
No more home with mommy everyday (aside from the few hours on Tuesday and Thursday when you were in school). No more toting along your sweet self to Wal Mart or the grocery. No more just "you and me" time during the days of M-F. No more impromptu runs to get nuggets and sit on a blanket outside to eat them during the week. Weird feeling.
We will now share you with teachers and school and all that comes along with it. We will buy you school supplies and a backpack and a lunchbox. We will hold your hand on Meet the Teacher Night. We will walk you in on day one of Kindergarten. We will freak out.
You are ready, though, little man. You are strong and brave and smart and kind. I hope you make a difference in people's lives. I hope you bring them smiles and happiness with your sweet way. You are our super hero. One that mommy will miss hanging out with 24/7.
We love you, boy of ours. We love you big time.
Photos taken in class room before graduation. Take them with a grain of salt! Lighting woes and a nervous hand... But the subject sure is handsome. Kindergartner that he is...
So, here it is. The end of the "preschool years" for us. The beginning of all four in school.
No more home with mommy everyday (aside from the few hours on Tuesday and Thursday when you were in school). No more toting along your sweet self to Wal Mart or the grocery. No more just "you and me" time during the days of M-F. No more impromptu runs to get nuggets and sit on a blanket outside to eat them during the week. Weird feeling.
We will now share you with teachers and school and all that comes along with it. We will buy you school supplies and a backpack and a lunchbox. We will hold your hand on Meet the Teacher Night. We will walk you in on day one of Kindergarten. We will freak out.
You are ready, though, little man. You are strong and brave and smart and kind. I hope you make a difference in people's lives. I hope you bring them smiles and happiness with your sweet way. You are our super hero. One that mommy will miss hanging out with 24/7.
We love you, boy of ours. We love you big time.
Photos taken in class room before graduation. Take them with a grain of salt! Lighting woes and a nervous hand... But the subject sure is handsome. Kindergartner that he is...
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