a new kindergartener

Can you believe it? Gavin is now a kindergartner. I honestly do not know where the time went. Where did my baby boy go? As much as I love him growing up and doing things for himself, I do wish that time would slow down just a little bit.




I took him to school on his first day, totally thinking that I would be fine and not shed any tears.

I was wrong.



We went back to his classroom and he went right into routine. Found his jacket hook, put his lunch away and found his seat. No problem. Piece of cake.

While he was sitting there coloring and waiting for class to start, another little boy who wasn't so eager to start school came into the classroom. Poor little guy was bawling his eyes out. I felt so bad for him and even worse for his mom. But she held herself together and didn't shed a tear. At least not in front of him.

It made me realize just how big my little man is getting. How independent he is becoming. How, someday, he won't want me to walk him to his classroom. Won't want to hold my hand. Won't want momma's kisses. I am not ready for that day to come. Not at all.




Shortly before class was about to start, I asked Gavin if it was okay if I could leave. Yep. No problem there. At least not for him.

I high tailed it out of that classroom choking back the tears and wishing I would have brought the kleenex my husband told me to bring.