T minus…seven days and counting…

kindergarten.  it’s happening.  whether we are ready or not.  she meets her teacher on thursday.  school starts next monday.  during orientation last week she made her daddy go with her for the kids tour while i stayed behind in the parents meeting with teagan.  5 minutes in, she told him she was ok on her own and took off with the rest of the kids.  she’s looking forward to lunch time.  and the playground.  and computer lab.  and the library.  she’s relieved the group of kindergarten teachers knew what criss-cross-apple-sauce was.   she’s worried about the noisy toilets.  and fire drills.  she’s mad we won’t let her ride the bus.  and she wants to wear purple from head to toe on the first day.  it’s really happening.

2010-08-16T00:42:33-05:00August 16th, 2010|My Family|

thirteen

Officially a teenager, a little scary for us, exciting for him.  He has an air of confidence around him that shines through the awkward stage he’ll soon leave behind right along with being a little boy.  He’s not little, he’s as tall as I am and will pass me up any day.  I see him figuring out the world, embracing it, getting angry at it and all of it’s injustices and ultimately finding patience for it all because just when he it figures something out, it changes.  His opinions about the world around us and the people in it, they are forming right before us and it’s a joy, and a little painful, to watch.  Everything from politics to science to sports to going green to friendships to girls.  Some days I look at him and see the little boy he was not so long ago but more often I see the man he’ll be before we know it.  I’m so proud of him.  There are days I just want to tell the world….”look what we did, isn’t he the best?!!!”

Here is a little walk down memory lane:  His birth story, told 10 years later | 10 | 11 | 12

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to have a panic attack about the fact that I am the mother of a teenager.

2010-06-06T21:18:42-05:00June 6th, 2010|My Family|