Kindergarten & College
Today I registered my baby for kindergarten. While doing this, I had to list "other kids in the district", so I went to make my list, realizing that the oldest will not be there next year...He will be in college. How saddening...Then just as a tear was going to fall, the baby blurts out to the intake person, "So when do we get our own crayons around here?" He was also thrilled to learn that they serve you breakfast in the classroom! He is all over this "Big School" thing. To his dismay, this morning was only registration and not a permanent thing. I explained to him that he had to get his "paper" (diploma) from preschool first then he could start big school. He also demanded to know where his big brother's classroom was because he wanted to "check it out". I explained that just like in preschool there are different classes for different ages. I told him that the babies couldn't be with the 4's at his school...he sat and thought for a moment then, I suppose, made the connection. So we walked out of the school and I took him to his preschool where he thought he was the big man because he registered at big school. Silly boy....
On the other side of the spectrum, we are nearing the end of the oldest's senior year. He goes off to college very soon in Austin. Graduation should prove to be interesting. His mother is coming. He hasn't seen her in years. She has decided to play the "mommy" role and flex her wings. I told the hubby, I will step aside as much as it pains me, so he can enjoy the day with his mother. She is a strange one and that's all I will say. Either way, it is a bittersweet occasion. He will be moving to Austin and the house will seem somewhat empty. I will miss him.
On the other side of the spectrum, we are nearing the end of the oldest's senior year. He goes off to college very soon in Austin. Graduation should prove to be interesting. His mother is coming. He hasn't seen her in years. She has decided to play the "mommy" role and flex her wings. I told the hubby, I will step aside as much as it pains me, so he can enjoy the day with his mother. She is a strange one and that's all I will say. Either way, it is a bittersweet occasion. He will be moving to Austin and the house will seem somewhat empty. I will miss him.