Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Our First Grader


So I don't know if it's just me - or if it's a negative indication of me as a mother... - but I must admit to you guys: today was so much easier than last year.

Like.. I didn't even cry.

He hugged me. Kissed me on the head (I have a cold). Blew me one more. And climbed on the bus.

With purpose.

And confidence. 






Today Holden is a first grader.

And he is so ready.



 

He's smart and funny.

He's kind and thoughtful. 

He's helpful.

He's capable.

And he genuinely tries his best when it counts.



 

I'm not sure why in the world I get to have such a great kid. But I know it's not because of me.

He is his own little person now. With his own thoughts, ideas, and opinions.

And he is truly a great kid.

 




 

I am so proud of him.


 

And today was just one more day.








Just one more step of growing up.





And I know he's going to do great.♥









 (Telling us a story just before the bus came.)




 And then a piece of my heart was on the bus and on his way.


 That toothless little grin was gone.


And just a tiny bit more grown up.



 




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