It’s the first day of school! Woot woot!! Back to Starbucks lattes & browsing Target alone, back to doing whatever the heck I want to during the day, back to working out, back to eating lunch while catching up on an adult tv show, back to reading a book midday with no interruptions…the list goes on, but you get the idea.
Don’t get me wrong. Seeing the kids grow up is bittersweet. I already long for their toddler days where we just hung out together and Eric & I were the most important things in the world to them. I loved teaching them the alphabet, making farm animal noises and having little toddler conversations. I know I’m biased and all, but they were pretty sweet back then. So filled with wonder and excitement.
But, time flies…and they grow older…
Gone are the days that I can do the tiniest thing and have C erupt in a fit of giggles…Now if I do something silly, she just gives me a look and tells me I’m not funny or looks at me with a “you’re a dork” look
Gone are the days that I rock H to sleep as he snuggles into my arms…he still snuggles for a minute now, but it’s not the same
They can’t stay little forever though, nor would I want them to. I like that they are getting older. They are growing and changing into little adults that I am proud to call my own.
My big 7th grader will be 13 in a few weeks and while most days she is still that sweet girl I remember, there are other days when her inner teen is unleashed. She is a bright, talented, empathetic, loving little lady and I’m excited to see the woman she will become. I know she’s gonna be amazing!
H is a safety patrol in 5th grade this year. Last year was the first year that I didn’t take BOTH of the kids to school and walk them in. This year is the first year that I didn’t walk either of them in. I watched C drive away with daddy and I dropped H off in the car line because he had to report for safety patrol duty. It felt wrong. Like a bad dream where you’re doing something so strange and not at all what you’re supposed to be doing. School doesn’t start until 9am, but when I dropped H off at 8:25, there was a huge crowd of parents & students waiting to get into the building. It felt very weird to just drop him off, but I knew that getting out and going up to the door was pointless. It was sad to just tell him goodbye on his way out of the car though. 😦
He has always been my baby boy. He was a bit of a high maintenance little dude when he was younger and even though he drove me insane sometimes, I think I like that he “need”ed me so much. I have to say though, he’s growing into quite the little man…smart, handsome, funny, talented, driven and chivalrous…I couldn’t ask for more!