OK- how silly is that? My son went (goes!) to an absolutely WONDERFUL little pre-school and today was their "graduation" for the older kids and a potluck party... He will be returning there in the fall to the same teachers, a few of the same children (it is a multi-age group, so the ones who are leaving are the older kids going off to "big kid school") and they are building a beautiful new building for the pre-school for next year. And we have a busy and exciting summer ahead of us with lots of new adventures and fun things planned.
But I've found myself bummed all day... And not for the immediate reason of that my little 3 hours of quiet time a day will be gone (
) but I think it is becuase for the first time... there was a marking of passing of time. My baby is growing up.
When DS was a baby and toddler, there were milestones and birthdays, but this somehow seemed like something sweet was ending. And I know that next year will be pretty much the same, but... all of a sudden, it seemed like my "baby" was gone. Next year, he will be 4- one of the "middle aged kids". No longer one of the "little ones". So soon the scribbles will turn to letters. The laces will be tied by his own fingers. Soon grilled cheese and a nap at home will turn into lunchboxes and afternoon pick-ups.
Am I so silly or what getting all teary all day because it's pre-school summer break
? It also doesn't help that I'm pregnant and so "another baby" will be coming and Im totally hormonal and will cry at practically everything...
But I've found myself bummed all day... And not for the immediate reason of that my little 3 hours of quiet time a day will be gone (
) but I think it is becuase for the first time... there was a marking of passing of time. My baby is growing up.When DS was a baby and toddler, there were milestones and birthdays, but this somehow seemed like something sweet was ending. And I know that next year will be pretty much the same, but... all of a sudden, it seemed like my "baby" was gone. Next year, he will be 4- one of the "middle aged kids". No longer one of the "little ones". So soon the scribbles will turn to letters. The laces will be tied by his own fingers. Soon grilled cheese and a nap at home will turn into lunchboxes and afternoon pick-ups.
Am I so silly or what getting all teary all day because it's pre-school summer break
? It also doesn't help that I'm pregnant and so "another baby" will be coming and Im totally hormonal and will cry at practically everything...







My DD was the last graduating class
It did feel like an *end* in some ways and that next year will be *different*. He keeps telling me how he is 5 & not a baby anymore
I am really dreading the moment I hear DD say the same thing.