My little man started Pre-K yesterday. I was/am excited, nervous, sad, happy, and a little scared (all at one time)...is that possible?! Wierd. I'm just...the only teacher he's ever had. He knows my boundaries. He knows my rules. He tests my limits, but ultimately knows who's boss, and I just hope and pray that his new teachers are able/willing to put forth the extra effort for my little hyper one.
I was just thinking today about how he came into my life on August 20th, 2009. He knew 18 words and could not sit still for a book. Yesterday, during "book time," he sat on his bed and "read" 21 books before getting bored (basically looked through each one at the pics, but it's a start). THIS IS PROGRESS. He used to just moan and scream when someone did something that made him mad. Today, Gilbert was messing with one of his toys, and he said "Gilbert, NO!" and got that toy right back out of his mouth. He sure can stick up for himself now. THIS IS PROGRESS. He now talks so much that sometimes Aaron and I declare that "it's our turn to talk, Buddy." THAT IS PROGRESS.
I am so proud of him. He's come so far in such a short time. And this is just a new chapter. The very first chapter was me getting to be his teacher. Then I got to be his Momma AND his teacher. And now, I just get to be his Momma. And though I love this job, I miss him terribly while he's away (and yet can't wait for school to start at the same time). I think I'm just a walking contradiction.
Anyway - just wanted to update my blog for my besties. Thanks for reminding me, Belle. I will get better at updating this more often.
He is a very lucky young man to have you for a momma!
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