3 years ago
Monday, August 16, 2010
the end of my era
We were heading to our first day of full-day kindergarten. We were excited. We were positive. We were upbeat. All by myself I was so sad. Now he is big. Once you send them to school, you never get them back, not really. My little window of just us is officially over (tearing up while I write this). Before I know it he will be going away for good. I am trusting so much of his future to strangers. They can't possibly love him like I do. This is not o.k. with me.
He is ready. He wants to read and write and learn. He wants to stand on his own two feet and do it all by himself. He asks so many questions and he is ready to go looking for his own answers. He wants to be big.
He came home wearing a three-cornered hat and tired eyes and a great big grin. I had to put my sunglasses on in a hurry. It was very bright out.