Wednesday, August 17, 2011

the other two

I had to mark the occasion giving my kindy girl her own post, but my other two went on their way today too, one to fourth and one to sixth. Middle was ready, knew tons of kids in her class, liked her teacher. Sweetest girl ever, that Middle. Had her outfit picked out and ready, and went to her classroom all by herself. Leaps and bounds my girl has gone, leaps and bounds. It's her first year without her big sister on campus, and I am confident she is ready to grow on her own two feet. SHe still is shy, and ducks her head to the side, though she stands a little taller these days and her eyes sparkle bright. She was ready.

Oldielocks went to middle school. She spent forever this morning playing with her P.E. lock, practicing the combination, staring at her schedule. She's a big kid today, with her purple cardigan and zebra print backpack. This is the part that scares me, where other girls grow catty and mean, and I hope she doesn't get sucked up into that. I hope she has fun with her friends, but more importantly gives 100% in every class.

My kids are growing older and getting bigger and going further into the world. Whether I'm ready or not. I'm proud of them, and happy for them, but man oh man, do I love them.

too school for cool

My middlest woke up this morning, saying she didn't sleep good, she was dreaming of soccer. Little did she know that I was dreaming of her, all little and all mine, knowing today was kindergarten day. I've sent off two kids before her to school, and it's never easier. One cried, one didn't. Baloney, she was born ready for kindergarten. She told me on friday when we met the teacher "I'm going to shake her hand and say nice to meet you, I would like to be in your class." She has had her outfit picked out for days, backpack ready and socks laid out.

We took the pictures to mark the day, and we arrived, all ready as she trotted away in her pink owl backpack. She was dancing on the blacktop, spinning around, just waiting for her teacher to send them in.
"I see Coach Ben, can I go say hi?"
"that girl has the same lunchbox I do!"
"hey baby, I'm going to kindergarten today, you're gonna see me later!"
"are her eyes green or blue?" she asked me.
I told her she would know soon enough. Soon enough she would be walking through that door, to sit at her table, color with crayons and sing songs. Soon enough she would not so much bat an eye at my departure, because she has always been my strong one. She has always been my child who at times wanted her mommy, but never needed her mommy. She put her little chubby arms around my neck and said bye and then gave me two thumbs up. Two thumbs up, only my Baloney. Thats when my heart welled up to my eyes and threatened to spill over. My girl, my firecracker, my spitfire, my buggy, my green eyed baby......

That's my girl, who I don't have to worry about sharing with the world, she will simply take the world by storm.