My son has his last day of kindergarten today. It’s bittersweet, as I’m sure most people with kids might feel the same. I’m so excited for him, but I’m a bit sad he’s going to the next step and getting so big. I know the summer is going to zoom by us, so I’m going to try and make it as awesome as possible. This school year did go by fast for me. I can’t believe he will be going go to first grade this fall.
Through the toughness of adapting to school, all the trouble he caused, and changes he went through, he did it. I’m just as proud of him for completing kindergarten as I would be any grade. At his little graduation ceremony before he even got over to his seat, the moment when I saw his cute little self in his tie walking over I already had teared up. I envisioned him as an 18-year-old finishing high school saying “later mom” in place of my peanut 6-year-old. He told me how he was so shy and embarrassed being in the front row with so many people watching. Yet, he did such a good job on all the songs and dance moves too!
As it comes to an end for the summer break, I’m left with mixed emotions that are even hard to put into words, so I’m just rambling. All the worrying, the anxiety and the stress of being away from him for basically the first time and almost daily, was worth it to see him grow. He’s so smart and learned so much (which I know duh – that’s the point of school).
I’ll have to remember that “I miss him and want him to come home” feeling I have when he’s home for the summer driving me crazy with his sisters ;).