alright mommas. the dreaded time has come. i really am not even sure how it ever snuck up on me, but it has. it's the age old question that wither we prepare for, ignore, or flat out do not even know will exist, still happens....
"is he going to kindergarten????"
if you have ever been asked this question, and it truly is a question you can respond yes OR no to, then you know exactly where i am going with this.
if not, hang on and be prepared. its ma-jor. blarg.
dash has a summer birthday. sooooo, yes, it is a choice, so to speak, to send him to kindergarten. or not. talk about pressure.
and with dash, really either option could be argued.
go. not go. go. not go.
i took him to the screening and he was only 5 points shy of a perfect score.
go.
when the end of the day school bell rang he clung to my leg and his eyes almost popped out of his sweet little head and a gazillion elementary school tots darted out of every nook and cranny.
not go.
he has such an old soul and is so wise beyond his years.
go.
he's small in stature.
not go.
he'd get to experience the delicacy of the legendary chili and cinnamon roll day.
totally go.
i'd be sending him off to college and the "real world" at only 17 years old.
not go.
he would be out there all day, most days, with no rest time, no breaks, no mid day momma hugs.
not go.
if my wallet could talk, it would say scream,
go!!!!
if my gut/momma intuition could talk...
not go!!!!
he would have to start being responsible for himself, his belongings, school work. seems like so much for a little person.
not go.
he would begin to change by influence of his peers, most of whom would be older (almost a year) and he would begin to try and roll with the big dogs.
not go.
he would start his 13 year adventure of "school." a fun, but wild ride that once you start, ya can't get off.
not go.
and so as you can probably guess. the decision has been made.
i know he will have to grow up. i know that there are some things that will happen, approve or not. i know i cannot lock him up in a tower and keep him forever in a bubble.
(although if given the option i would probably choose that. kidding, gaaa. sort of. ha ha)
i am ok with all of these life changes and i am so excited to stand right next to him as he grows. i know god's got him, and i know he will be brilliant in school.
i just think we'll wait until next year to let it happen.
and in the mean time...
i will enjoy every last second of just letting him be little.
:-)
