It’s here…Brady’s first day of Kindergarten!!!
Wake-up sleepy head….or just stay in bed with Mommy forever – I would be OK with that
The morning starts off with an encouraging word from Nanny and Pop!!TIME TO GET DRESSED.
Watching Brian help him get dressed sent me back in time when diapers were being changed…bottles were being made…hands were being held…and rocking chairs swayed slowly back and forth. No longer a baby, not even a toddler, but now a little boy headed off to Kindergarten…how can this be?
Brady: “Daddy…I’m a little scared about going to Kindergarten….”
Brian: “It’s okay to be nervous….sometimes I get nervous about work or a big meeting…but then I think about you…and I feel better. If you feel scared or nervous…close your eyes and think about something that makes you smile”.
Brady: “I’ll think about you Daddy!”
Buttons and belts can be tricky!
Brady: “Thanks Daddy!”
Yeah..you’re a stud!
Cartoons with his lil’brother!
….and we’re off!
Waiting our turn…its drop-off time!
The moment had finally arrived – it was time to send him on his way….the car stopped….doors opened…seat-belts released! I expected to see tears….and hear pleading words to stay….but as I turned around the expression on his face was my only focus. Everything else fell silent and in that moment…I saw my baby…my toddler…my little boy….all grown up and ready to enter a small corner of “the real world”. He was scared… anxious…and without a doubt overwhelmed…BUT in the end he was brave! What happened next wasn’t documented…because sometimes putting the camera down and experiencing ” THE MOMENT” is far more important than capturing it. With tear filled eyes I helped him out of the car…secured his backpack…kissed him on the cheek and whispered in his ear, “I’m proud of you buddy…be brave and show’em whatcha got”. He hugged me…and said, “thanks Mommy…I needed that.” He took a few steps towards the door, turned and said, “Promise you’ll be here to pick me up?” – Me: “ALWAYS”
I know its just the beautiful beginning….and for some my words may seem dramatic…but my feelings are raw and emotions are real. It all seems to be happening so fast! When did I trade pacifiers for pencils…and diaper bags for backpacks? I wish I could keep him small forever…but I know its time to let go…at least for 3 hours in the morning Monday through Friday! Every minute before and after…HE’S MINE