I've been struggling with my big boy lately. He is big. I broke out in an all out cry last night while tucking him. He starts kindergarten in a week and a half. That boggles my mind! Where on earth has time gone?
You should all know that change is not my strongest suit. Before I had Miles I questioned how we would adapt (no worries it went off without a hitch) ;) and even moving from Oklahoma was scary just because we did well there. This is different though. I can't be there for him all the time, it is incredibly scary to send your child off for the first time. Granted, he's been in some sort of childcare since he was 3 months old, but this is different. His true schooling starts and the only thing I can think of that will be this monumental is graduating! Even junior high and high school won't be quite as life altering.
When you are pregnant or have a newborn, or even still with Miles, complete strangers always want to tell you to enjoy them while they are young, or they grown up fast. Well...its. so. true. I've been struggling lately with the fact that he's big. He's so big that he'd rather play with his friends sometimes and he's so big that he has gotten quite the attitude, he's so big that he can pour his own drink and even reach the cups (if they are perfectly situated). I'm dealing with that "He longer needs me" attitude. Do I know that is a little ridiculous? Yes, but somewhere between 4 and 5 he grew into a boy instead of little boy.
So as we venture into school I just pray that he makes great friends, learns tons, and misses me somewhere in there too. Have I mentioned I'll be in the same school?? I know...awesome! He'll think its awesome until about 3rd grade so while I get the luxury of popping in on him if I choose, I'm going to get everything out of it that I can because...those people who tell you that "they grow up fast" or "enjoy them while they're young"...they are so right.
This pictures makes me literally laugh out loud :)