Tomorrow we go and meet little dude's kindergarten teacher. For some reason I am not sure that I am ready for this. Yes, he has gone to preschool for 2 years, but this seems so different to me. Maybe it is the year around school. Maybe it is the fact that he will have homework. Maybe it's because he is going to learn how to read. Or just maybe it's the fact that he is growing up way too fast and needing his mom less and less each year.
I am pretty sure that is it.
I didn't really think that I would be emotional about this, but as they day gets closer to him starting school I find myself getting a little teary. I never did this when he would go to preschool. Infact I think I was too excited to send him off for a few hours.
The more I think about it the more I think of the influences that he will have around him. I fear that I haven't taught him enough to be strong and to be himself. I fear that he will get there and just become different. That he will become too wound up in the worldy affairs in life that he will forget what he stands for.
Then I take a deep breath and realize that I have FAR too long to be worried about this kind of stuff. I hope and pray that kindergarten is still a little sheltered. I am still sad that he is growing too fast though.