Why is it that watching him get on the bus was harder than the first day of school??? I didn't have any tears until the bus drove away, and then I fought them so hard because Aaron was with me and I didn't want him to see I was upset. Even Gramma, who stayed in the house with Josh, had tears watching him get on that bus. He never even looked back, just walked right up those steps and was gone. I remember him as an infant so vividly and now to see him walk on that bus like such a big boy, it makes me so proud, but so weapy.
Friday, September 07, 2007
The Big Boy and the Bus
Why is it that watching him get on the bus was harder than the first day of school??? I didn't have any tears until the bus drove away, and then I fought them so hard because Aaron was with me and I didn't want him to see I was upset. Even Gramma, who stayed in the house with Josh, had tears watching him get on that bus. He never even looked back, just walked right up those steps and was gone. I remember him as an infant so vividly and now to see him walk on that bus like such a big boy, it makes me so proud, but so weapy.
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Oh sister, I hear you. Gosh, when did these kidlets of ours grow up? I swear it happens overnight.
I keep reminding myself that one of the most important jobs as a parent is to make these little ones independent step by step....but when it actually works out well, I then want to take them and smother them with all the love I've got in my heart and not let them grow up.
Kudos to Brendan for being such a great kindergartner. I'm hoping to post soon about our kindergarten hi-jinxs.
I was told I can no longer wait with her at the door before school. It's only her second day. I'm so not cool anymore.
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