That wave of emotions from realizing that my oldest will be starting kindergarten in exactly 81 days. Here's an excerpt of an email I sent as soon as I got to the office this morning. I sent it to a dear friend whose daughter is getting married in 2 months.
I'm a blubbering mess this morning. And the first thing I thought of was how you must be having the same feelings each and every day right now. Why is it so hard to see our kids grow up? I mean, them growing up is all part of the master plan isn't it?
We're nearing the end of regular session at Addison's preschool. She'll stay on for Summer Session until the middle of August, but the regular session is winding up with lots of year-end activities. This morning was "Build a Book". So we sat at a table for an hour with a blank spiral mini-book, glued foamies and paper, and colored. When I start to leave, I find in her cubbie a 3-ring binder. Her teacher made each of the 11 kids in her class their own scrapbook of the year. Thirty 8.5X11 pages documenting her year in Miss Beth's class and the sweetest letter to her at the end from Miss Beth. Not Ali or Heidi style, but perfect for a 5 year old. Why am I crying? Because I'm so sad she's ready to start her journey into the big mean world with kindergarten as the first stop. And I know that somewhere along the line she's going to realize that not everyone loves her like her Momma and Daddy and Miss Julee (her first sitter) and Miss Beth (her first teacher). It's just so stinking sad. And my makeup is a mess. LOL
Here's a pic of Addison with her awesome scrapbook. We will treasure this forever. And he'll kill me if he reads this, but Carl even got teary-eyed when he read the letter Miss Beth wrote to Addison. Thanks Miss Beth for loving our little girl!!