Little Mister, at the Science Museum in the middle of the day, in the middle of the week. I will really miss that. |
I woke up last night at 1:00 a.m..
I had been alternately looking forward
to and dreading today. Today is the first day of school ever, for my
youngest child. Aka “Little Mister.”
He has been my companion during the day
for five and a half years. His little tugs on my shirt, his
out-of-the-blue hugs, his “just one more book before nap”
days of being my exclusive little buddy have come and gone. So have
our Tuesday morning trips to the Zoo, the park, wherever we wanted to
go.
He has never seen the inside of a day
care. He has only seen me.
Yes, I have unfinished projects I will
be working on this year, now that all four of my kiddos are in
school. I will volunteer more at the school too. I'm writing a book.
Ect, ect, ect.
But I will forever cherish the “toddler
years.” Being a Mommy is the Best. Thing. Ever.