This morning was busy.
It all started with a phone call. The pediatricians office was calling.
“We’re having a kindergarten fair. Would you like to have Angel come in?”
From there it was double checking registration dates. Talking with Special Services. The Guidance Counselor on the necessity for a 504.
Once it was all set I stared at my scribbles.
Kindergarten.
My baby. The baby of my babies.
I won’t have any more. There will be no more “oops” happening…without the equipment not even my body can screw with me like that (still don’t regret the surgery…).
She is it.
My big eyed, happiest, screamingest, cuddlingest baby.
Starting Kindergarten in just a few months.
Turning five in just over one month.
It was too soon the first time around.
It’s WAY too soon for the final time.
I’m not ready.
Great post, Sarah. So, so true. I keep asking my daughter to stop growing, but she won’t. LOL
@V.R. Leavitt,
Thanks, Vanessa. It just struck me this morning after dealing with all of that. I mean, I KNOW they grow up…I’ve seen enough of it with the teenager…but that doesn’t mean it isn’t hard with every milestone!
If only they could stay that perfect little age forever…(for that matter, why can’t we stay the perfect age forever? *G*)
Nope way too soon! Been way too long since I’ve held that little girl I can’t believe it’s time for kindergarten already. They get too big too fast
@Jessi,
You just need to come out here and hold her before she starts kindergarten 😉
{{hugs}} I know exactly how you feel. *sigh*