Today was Griffin's last day in the toddler room. He moves up to the preschool room next week.
My third sweet baby is not a baby. I am not sure he ever has been. He is fiercely independent. He has the attitude, speech and mannerisms of a four year old. He dresses himself (even picking out his own clothes! And oh, the doozy outfits he can put together. It is truly an art form.) He is a master swimmer at the pool, without an ounce of fear. (unlike his older brothers at his age.) He is simply growing up too fast. I expected the third to remain a baby for longer because my third was also my last. But he has surprised us from the start with how quickly he has grown up.
I know he is ready for preschool. He will do great. But there is a part of me that will miss the rituals and comfort of his toddler days at school. I will miss my baby who is too rapidly evolving into a boy.
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