How is it possible that you, my Carter, are in kindergarten? It almost feels like a dream, but it is true. We bought your school supplies, picked out your backpack and another new pair of shoes, I filled out all the forms and attended the meetings, but it didn’t seem real until yesterday. I took your little hand in mine and we walked side by side into a whole new (big) world called kindergarten.
You were so very excited; actually you have been for months, you could not wait to meet new friends, use your new pencils and explore your cubby. I watched as you met your teacher, Mrs. Lane, and found your seat at the miniature tables scattered around the room. Dozens more just like you were there with their moms and dads taking pictures. You seemed to grow up in that instant, no longer a baby, toddler or even preschooler but a grade schooler (Did I mention that just typing that makes me feel old). I noticed other moms like me who had said goodbye about ten times before actually leaving the room. No tears were shed by you, as expected and only a few by me as I left the parking lot already wondering how your day would go. I will admit it was a long day for me, five o’clock couldn’t have come fast enough. I could not wait to get home and hear all about your amazing day. I hoped it would meet your expectations and be everything you had wanted it to.
You welcomed me with a hug and we talked about your day. Your favorite part was lunch, not because you got to eat but because you got to pick out, on your own, just what you wanted, just like a grown up.
And growing up you are. I am sure this year is going to fly by just like the last 5 and half before it, and since I cannot make it stop, although I might try, I will just have to sit back and enjoy the ride.
Carter at his table
Ice Cream to celebrate a GREAT first day
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