growing up…
We have a routine every morning. I wake up. Wake my kids up and do all the things every parent does to get their kids ready for school ON TIME in the morning. Feed them, remind them to get dressed, remind them to brush their teeth, remind them to put their shoes on, etc., and when I say “remind” I mean nag. Then we walk to school. First my oldest to his 2nd grade class and them my kindergartner to his class.
Well today was different. Today we get to school and J (my oldest) runs into 3 of his classmates and starts walking with them to his class. UPSTAIRS. WITHOUT ME. He was walking shoulder to shoulder and they were all sounding like little chipmunks chatting back and forth and they were so cute. And he was walking away from me. GULP. I swear for a split moment, as I watched him, those busy halls with people bumping their way through other people and trying to get to their classes in time, were no more. Time literally stood still. All I could do was watch my baby grow up from infancy and walk away all grown up.
OK, so great. Now I’m about to cry.
So I called out his name and waved goodbye and told him I loved him, trying not to embarrass him, but he flashed me his huge smile and nodded and said “love you too, mom”.
