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Aug 23, 2010 23:35

Thor starts actual school in the morning. He really could not care less. He's changed daycare so many times, I think he just assumes this is another in a long line of women in pastel shirts loving on him.

I'm not really fussed about it as it goes. I mean, it's a milestone, and it's one step closer to the day he moves out of this house and I miss him like crazy, but sending him to kindergarten isn't a patch on handing over that 5.5 week old baby to a stranger. I doubt I'll sit out in the parking lot sobbing over this.

I am excited for his journey. I am excited for Christmas pageants and dressing him up like Abe Lincoln to recite the Gettysburg Address. I am excited to go to Field Days and PTA meetings, and I am excited for Parent Teacher Conferences. I am excited for all that he's going to learn, and that I'll get to learn through him.

I do really think he'll be okay. He's social and he's grounded. That's a good mix. I trust his judgment. That's funny to say about a 5 year old, but this is a kid who regulates his own sugar intake to avoid being sick, and who actually does what you ask him to do (most of the time.) He will make friends, and he'll have a lot of fun, but I'm not too worried about peer pressure. He's stubborn in the best kind of way, and he's savvy. Five years of daycare have taught him how to survive in a pack.

Only a few more hours before he embarks on a long term project. I hope he enjoys it. He has going for him that he has parents who are invested in his success, who are in agreement about his education, and who like each other. That has to count for something.

Now, if I can just keep my mother out of the ER, we'll be doing fine!
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