I am so not ready for this. Maybe I'm just not ready for the line up of kids heading off to school. A friend recently told me that the days are long but the years are short. It's a sad thing to know in my heart.
Me (to Stephen): Wow. I don't know, Stephen. All this is happening so fast. Are you really ready for kindergarten?
Stephen: Maaahhoommm. You know I'm ready.
Brian: Sure he's ready. Stephen do you know how to sit in the right spot at school?
Stephen: Oh yeah, and I can even find my name at a table. I can also find my locker.
Brian: Good! What would you do if you need to go to the bathroom?
Stephen: Oh, that's easy. I'll just raise my hand, and say 'can I go to the bathroom, please?'
Brian: Great! See mom, I think he's ready for Kindergarten.
Me: OK. I guess HE's ready - but there's no way I'm ready. Who will be my buddy in the afternoon? I'm going to miss you so much, Stephen, when you're gone.
Stephen: Oh, mom. It's just 3 hours. I'll be home every night - and I'll even stay home all day for two days.
He stopped to think a minute. Somehow he wanted to ensure that I would be alright.
Stephen (looking at his sisters): Girls, you'll just have to be as much fun as I am when I'm gone.
Clara was doubtful, Abbie began to internally scheme, and I'm realizing that my baby isn't a baby. Gosh, I love that boy.