Today...the oldest went back to preschool. Such a bag of mixed emotions. I still want to cry as I drop him off, this big boy who is going to have lunch without me. And then I go home and enjoy that the baby can actually nap, and the two-year-old has some individual mommy-time, and I'm grateful. And then I miss him, and the two-year-old tells me she misses him, so we pile in the car and we pick him up, and I'm ready for him to be home.
And I look at him and think, "how has a year passed so quickly, and how did he get so grown-up?!?"
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I'm going to miss seeing that wonderful smile and how he is happy all the time. I'm glad you can walk by my room and stop so I can get a hug.
Enjoy the special time with your little ones, you are right that is a treasure too!
Love this -- it's so bittersweet that first day. Kate starts her's in a month, not sure I am really ready for it. I am behind to in my editing, blogging and other things. I hope you don't mind that I start commenting again with this post!
I'm glad you did Shannon, thank you! :) Debbie, he loves getting to see you every day - he asks me every morning, "Are we going to see Miss Debbie?" And Alana is really enjoying being the oldest a few mornings a week. ;)
Oh gosh, Ellen. I know how you feel. K is going to go to preschool, and I'm excited and sad at the very same time. *sigh* Missing you!
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