Ahhhhh they grow up.

Tomorrow is the big day. My five year old will walk off into the big big world and never look back. He has no clue if we are sending him to school or if we are sending him off to go work in a sweat house. All he knows is what he knows. We hope as parents the other kids will like him, he won't pee his pants, he won't be the one that makes fun of others or gets made fun of. But as the mom, I have no idea what it is he will take with him to school.
It took me a full 45 minutes this morning to fill out the mountain of paperwork given to me by his teacher on the day we met her for his first assessment. But when I got to the very last page (strategically placed I am sure), I began to sob. And here is why:

The First Day
I gave you a little wink and smile
As you entered my room today
For I know how hard it is to leave
And know your child must stay.
You've been with him for five years now
And have been a loving guide
But now, alas, the time has come
To leave him at my side.
Just know that as you drive away
And tears down your cheek may flow
I'll love him as I would my own
And help him learn and grow.
For as a parent, I too know
How quickly the years do pass
And one day not long ago it was my turn
To take my child to class.
So please put your mind at ease
And cry those tease no more
For I will love him and take him in
When you leave him at my door.

Love,
Mrs. Broderick

(poem written by Jamie Solley)

So tomorrow off he will go. Am I ready? No way. Do I need to push him out of the nest. Yes, you betcha!
Good luck my baby boy! I love you!