Oh man. First Louis goes and turns six on us...and now he's a Kindergartener. What is happening?!?! This gorgeous boy of ours has officially started full time school. (Cue: Empty Nester Syndrome for Katy.)
Louis has always loved school. We've never experienced a single struggle to get him out that door and into the classroom. He's a social butterfly with a never-ending excitement about learning. It's a beautiful thing really. But man, does it kill me sometimes.
This morning, I thought maybe we'd experience the slightest hesitation because this will be the longest time out of the house, and away from us. NOPE. He walked in the door, found his cubby space, and hardly kissed us goodbye before going to play with his classmates. ::sob::
I'm so proud of this boy.
Before he drifted off to sleep last night, Bennett read him a story and we cuddled beside him, listening. Then we snuggled, and talked, and loved on each other, and smooched, and tucked him into bed. As I was about to leave the room, Louis stopped me and said:
Dead. I'm dead. I can't handle this kid and his sweetness.
But then. I guess I can. Because we asked him to "make a face like Momma"...and this is what he delivered. Apparently I need to look in the mirror more often. Turd.
I can't wait to pick him up at 3:00. I'm dying to hear all about his first day of big kid school. This is the first time Bennett and I will be spending so much time in the house without Lou, and even eating lunch without our little bundle of sunshine in tow. Maybe we will adjust. But this week is going to be hard on my fragile, mushy momma heart.
To add to it. Let's go ahead and compare last year's first day to this one. (Because I obviously can handle that.)
Stop growing so quickly. You're killing your mother.