Preschool is over.
Not just for the year.
Last month, we wrote our last tuition check until college. Today we said goodbye to teachers who have been a part of our family since 2008. In the drop off line this morning, LittleBrother asked me, “Do you think Kindergarten will be fun?” I assured him that it would be, even though mentioning the word Kindergarten made my stomach do flips and flops.
I am not feeling ready for this, but he is. He’s angry that he has to wait all summer to go to school. He’d happily go tomorrow. He’s so ready, whether I am or not. I will struggle all summer with the letting go, and he will continue to grow and change and become the next version of who he is, who he will be. I will look at old pictures and ask, “Where did my baby go?” I will compare the then to the now.
First Day in September 2010 || Last Day in May 2013
He will laugh his laugh, tell me that he loves me. He will read me a book, and ask for me to read to him. We will have a summer together as a family… before everything changes. Again. Always with that change, I tell you.
Looking back at the first day of this year.
This year in preschool he grew — physically and educationally. He got that reading thing down to the surprise of teachers and parents alike. He became more of himself this year, which includes lots of joking and tricking and generally being Booey. I have plans to keep the learning going this summer, but I have a feeling that, like most days, he’ll be teaching me a thing or two.
Congratulations, Booey. I’m looking forward to spending the summer with you… and seeing who you become next year.