This is always an emotional time of year. Saying goodbye to summer, dropping the kids off at daycare and starting the weekly routine all over. This is year is even harder, I'm not only starting a new night class this week to add to the mix but Tyler is starting pre-school. Tyler has his backpack packed, clothes set on the table and new "go fast" shoes ready. This is such a big deal not only in his life but ours too. I look at him and see a boy, a person with his own way of thinking, his own opinions, and his own personality. I look in his eyes and see joy and pure love. I am looking forward to watching his imagination expand. I enjoy watching him learn and grow but am sad to see that little boy of mine leave. He is my inpiration to be a better person and mother. He is my world and though his is so small he makes mine so big.
I have always laughed when those parents cry kissing there kids goodbye...now I understand. How bitter sweet this is. I sit here worried...will he know he can go potty? Will he ask? Will he be scared to talk or ask for something if needed? Wonder if someone makes fun of his eartag? Wonder if he cries and doesn't want to go back? I don't want him to be scared when he is so excited tonight.
Tyler can't wait to sit next to Caysee and to also make a new friend. He tells us that he will learn more than the teacher because he has a "new" brain. He is eager to play on the playground, go on field trips and go on a school bus. We have practiced spelling his name, mom and dad, writing his ABC's, counting, shapes and colors. He knows how to draw himself along with Mommy, Daddy, and Sam. He knows where we live and our full names. I have him prepared...come on teacher bring on the big stuff!
As another chapter closes another opens. Good luck, Tyler we love you.
