The first day of school has come to be a bittersweet experience for me. While I rejoice in the fact that my little boy is growing up to be such a caring and wonderful person full of integrity, deep down my heart aches that he is already becoming such a big little person.
Today there while dropping Ashton off, there was a parent teacher meeting type session the first hour of school. I met his teacher (Mrs. Stewart - she seemed really sweet), and she let us know what she expects of the kiddos and the whole discipline system (sorta like the whole pirate black spot thing, except they death is not the sentence...at least not at the hands of the school), if they get multiple warnings (yellow and red card) and if they get to the black card, the parents are called.
|The classic PB&J, blueberries, honey wheat crackers, sugar cookies, and juice|
If you haven't read this book, it is very cute. It is basically about the little raccoon having to go to school so the mama raccoon kisses his hand so he'll always have her/her love with him, even while he's not with her.
Then it was time to say good-bye to the kids so they can finish their day. The kids lined up outside where the parents can pick them up after school. Then Ashton kissed my palm, and told me he loves me.
Why is it that even when you know it's not good-bye forever (only a few hours), it still is hard to say good-bye? Maybe it has to do with the whole feeling of saying good-bye to the little pre-school portion of Ashton that has me wishing I could hang on a little longer. The fact that he is at school all day this year really just makes him getting older hit home.
They grow up so fast.