Tomorrow I'll pack my first school lunch, including a peanut butter sandwich with the crust cut off. I'll take the drive to kindergarten, and walk my little guy to his class. He will hug me goodbye and I will drive off, leaving him in the more-than-capable hands of his teachers.
And I will not cry, I will not cry.
I want to find joy in these moments, experience the excitement of new milestones and experiences, instead of being sad for what has passed.
Today we visited his classroom and met his teachers. He is so excited he can't stand it. He has been begging to be a kindergartner since he graduated from preschool last June.
Today we also visited his preschool and said hello to his old teachers. We stopped by the director's office to make sure it was OK and she said, "We love visitors! But you'll probably only be back two times. The kids very soon start to refer to this as their baby school and they will be too big to come back." I hadn't thought of that.
So, it's a milestone many mommies and daddies are experiencing this time of year, and, like them, I'm sure I will have a nervous lump in my tummy tomorrow morning.
But it's going to be OK. It's just all part of the wonderful experience called parenthood.