Off you go.
And here I stand, hoping that the other parents don’t see the traces of my tears.
I watch you step onto that big bus. Watch you look so small. Too small to go.
I want desperately those days when you were silent…when you were round and soft…when you had red curls falling on your face…when you.were.here. With me.
But I know that your little wings are ready to learn to soar. Every little thing about you is ready.
Don’t forget to wash your hands before snack. Don’t forget your manners. Don’t forget to not pick your nose.
Don’t forget that I’ll be here, waiting for you. I’ll always be here.
Now fly, little boy.
Soar.
Ok, this was just too much. I’m a mess. Beautiful words for a beautiful boy from a momma’s beautiful soul.
And soar he will! Hope Henry has a great first day!
Ok I did really good with the no tears thing today until I read this. There is no doubt that he is really going to fly this year.
Aw, I hope Henry had a wonderful first day! Can’t wait to read about it. I hope his mommy is okay too
Ugh…I’ve never even met you or your beautiful boy and I’m all choked up over here!!!!
He’s so ready. So outgoing and so not shy. He’ll do something special someday. I just know it.
Crying. Again. For the one millionth time this week. Thank you. Thank you very much.
He is going to do great.
I’m a little teary now because my little boy started his senior year this week. I’m only able to think about this in short bursts of time, or in the shower, where I’m allowed to cry: only a year ’til he’s gone . . . .
I used to get so annoyed with moms who had older children, and who told me, “oh the time goes by so quickly . . . ” Now, I’m that annoying mom.
Henry seems so confident and comfortable in his own skin and ready to fly — he’s off to a great start, thanks to a wonderful mama making sure his wings are strong.
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