My last sweet baby boy is off to school. Today, Griffin becomes a kindergartner.
Chris normally does the drop off duties, but I decided I had to take the boys to school today. I wanted to be the person to walk Griffin into his classroom and give him a big hug. He was beyond happy, so confident, to begin his adventures at a new school. I was crying even before I left his classroom. I cried in the parking lot and then went home to cry some more.
I am happy for him. I am so proud of him. But I am also a little bit sad too. It is such a shift in our lives to have all three boys in school each and every day. I am used to having Griffin with me as my helper at the grocery store, to do errands, to clean the house. He was my guy, my company, my partner in crime. I enjoyed the last two years we have had alone together. For as much as we know it goes too quickly, it is still always a shock when you stop and realize it truly has gone too quickly.
I couldn't wait to pick the boys up at school. I waited outside anxious for a glimpse of him. I finally saw him through the front window of the school, waiting to be dismissed to come outside. We simply smiled at each other for a minute or so, enjoying the sight of each other. When they finally let him leave, he ran to me and gave me the biggest, sweetest hug.
I cried all over again.
He had a great day. He loves kindergarten. He has told me he already has two new best friends. He is full of stories of school, bursting to share them with me at the end of the day. It was a transition that came so easily to him. He was ready to conquer the world without me by his side.
I think I may need a little more time to adjust.
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