School starts 18 days from today. I can't believe that J.R. is starting kindergarden. It seems like Emily just started. I clearly remember her plopping down in that little chair and her table on the first day of kindergarden - like she'd done it every day of her life. I barely got a wave out of her because she was so ready to explore her new class, friends, etc.
Will J.R. be the same way? I don't think so. I may have to peel him off of me - or the teacher may have to pry me from him. He is my baby, after all.
I hate loosening the apron strings on him. My heart aches because he is no longer a baby and I'm having a hard time accepting that.
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