I had to turn him loose today. He's not just mine anymore. I have to share him with the kindergarten teacher, and with 21 other children he doesn't really know yet. I know that I can do this, that I have to do this, but I'm not sure who was more terrified - him or me.
Until now, I have only shared him a little, giving him up for a few hours to his teachers at church, the babysitter, grandparents, his preschool teachers. This, kindergarten - five days a week for most of the day - feels more substantial. We survived our first day. Both he and I shed tears as I left him for the first time this morning, but when I picked him up this afternoon, it was clear that the little chatterbox enjoyed himself.
Good luck, little man! Hopefully Mommy won't cry so much tomorrow.
Jeez. I even shed a tear or two reading that post!
ReplyDeleteI cried for both of you.It is such a short time we have them all to ourselves and this is the day that we fully realize that.You've done a good job and he is so blessed that the good values you've instilled in him are there for life.
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