Tonight, Braden graduates from kindergarten. That's tonight @ 7:00, not this morning at 10:30 when I am already crying. It's not that I really like having a baby around. I'm not that into all that toddler chasing (oy the chasing) and worrying (what is that in his mouth?) or the sleepless nights (ok so really, Larry was the one who mostly got up with him) but there is something so goddamn final about leaving kindergarten. He's not little anymore, he's not mah baybeeeee anymore. He's a kid. He has to start learning about unfun things like peer pressure and world history. It's not all about rainbows and dinosaurs anymore. It's a cruel harsh place out there in the big world of "real" school and kindergarten is, you know, a place of innocence, where it's a big deal to get pizza on Friday. The one thing that will keep me from totally losing my shit tonight is the comfort of knowing that he's staying at the same school he's always been at. By the grace of God, the owners of this little Montessori school (and completely without pressure from the likes of me) expanded Braden's school to accommodate kids through third grade and Braden's little behind will stay snug as a bug right there until Miss Lisa kicks us out the door, or Braden has his drivers license, which ever comes first.
He's safe there, the teachers LUUUUUUUUUV him and know me by my first name and know when we have things happen in our family and they even know that the greatest thrill of Braden's life is when his big brother picks him up from school in his cool car. They know these things. And that helps me sleep at night, knowing mah baybee is cared for and thought of and treated as special at school as he is at home.
Like puppies, these kids of ours they have to eventually grow up and leave all that is cute behind. And tonight is Braden's turn to step into his growing up and leave his preschool and kindergarten days behind. First grade. The real deal. The bigs. There is no better place for my baby to do his growing up than at a school where he is treasured and loved so much.
If I don't ruin my camera with water damage from my tears, pictures of my graduate to follow.
Crap, I'm Already Crying
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Awww, congratulations Braden! I thought Ryann gradutation from preschool was hard, I don't even want to think about graduating from kindergarten. That is a huge deal! Give him big hugs and kisses from us (especially Ryann, she has been talking about him alot lately). She still misses him (and the rest of you) alot.
How'd ya do? No pictures yet, so I'm worried about the fate of your camera. ;) Congratulations to your big kid.
Awww, Pam...I am so right there with you. (((hugs))) I posted yesterday about Kylie's last day of Pre K and her transition to the public school for kindergarten next year. It was bittersweet for me. There are pictures too! lol They are growing up fast, aren't they? I needed a drink after the pre K think on Wednesday. Three hours of saying goodbye just sucked the life right out of me!
Oh, Pam. I can't even imagine. I've been crying already about Julia going to preschool in the fall. Luckily, I think we've found a school like Braden's (at least I hope!).
Congratulations to your big boy and to you, too!
I'll be joining the "Mom's who cry when their babies graduate Kindergarten group" on June 6th as MY baby will be done with school that day and off to 1st Grade. She's sooooooo excited and while I'm excited for her and all the progress she's made this year, I'm sooooooo sad she's so big already!! Can't wait to see pictures of B-Emily's future husband according to her. :)
Since it's been three days and we have no pictures, I can only assume that your camera was ruined by salt water. Or that you're busy taking care of Larry. ;) How's he doing?
I completely understand...I cry terrible!!! 2 kids threw K graduation and I couldn't see threw the camera!! Hubby had to take them!!
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