I thought I was impervious to the kid-starting-Kindergarten angst. No biggy! Bring it! (It helps that Ridge is cool as a cucumber and pumped about his new school.)
And then it hit me...like a freight train on a quiet kinder eve.
Random bursts of tears started about mid-day. I'm struck (slapped upside the head, really) by how very damn fast five years can go by. I feel like this means he is not a little guy anymore, will want/need me less and like I might could've spent this time more wisely...more play, less grown up stuff.
We are coming off of a vacation high and have had a wonderful family Sunday funday...aquarium, butterfly house, swimming and grilling. I suppose that adds some bitterness to this sweet occasion. I could do without the real world. This must be how people end up home schooling. I am not that sad!
Our Ridgey Bear is a smart, kind, mature little boy and I know he will do great tomorrow and always. And I know he still needs me lots and we have many years of fun to come but this is just a sobering reminder to savor this beautiful boy while we can.
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