Five years and 11 weeks ago I had a baby. When I type that out it doesn't seem like it could have possibly been that long ago, but obviously it has. I am painfully reminded of how fast life moves each day and even more so today as my "baby" started Kindergarten. After a traumatic start to school in Pre-K last year ( a post for another day perhaps), we have moved onward and upward to a new school and bright horizons for my smart and, ahem, spirited little boy.
As we start this school year, I have high hopes for you buddy. I know you are bursting with potential just waiting to be tapped. You are amazingly intuitive, are already reading above a 1st grade level and can do some times tables. You blow me away with your ability to memorize and regurgitate facts that you might have heard once...months ago.
You are funny and laugh easily. I pray you make friends in your new school and learn to love school and look forward to going each day. I have my hands full with you, but am truly blessed. Good luck and I will be there every step of the way...until you say you don't need me anymore...and then I'll still be there. I love you buddy.