August 4, 2010 on pulling into the parking lot with Caylon taking Ri~Lee to the first day of Pre-K wasn't really a big deal for me. Since she had gone to preschool the year before I was used to saying good bye to her for a few hours. She is the kid that makes friend everywhere and fits in great. I came home to see so many posts on FB from other moms crying or having issues with leaving their children. Maybe I'm cold hearted but I was fine for the 175ish days she went to Pre-K. I was fine when she had her 1st school Christmas, Valentine's and Easter, even when she celebrated her 5 Birthday at school with her class. I was good when I went to the Mother's Day Breakfast and Story Time along with all the field trips. I was fine walking into the building to see her End of The Year Celebration (Graduation) on May 25 2011.. Even sitting down I was great, great up until they walked on stage were handed a brick and stuck it into the big K on the wall building their way to Pre-K. Then I realize I had just said good-bye to my little girl. Then I had realized her and I both survived 5 years of each other. :) I realized she was officially going out into the PUBLIC SCHOOL SYSTEM and there was no turning back now. Starting AUGUST 1 2011 she will be at a school with kids grade Pre-K thru 5 grade. She will eat lunch in a actual lunch room, she will have P.E. she will actually need/use a back pack and have work brought home to have me help on. This time 5 years ago I was still adjusting to a crying infant with ear infections and no hair yet. Now today I am listening to that same girl drawing in her Journal and looking over all her projects she made over the year.. I've never been a mom who cries over her doing something, she had been my kid that wanted em to leave her alone so she can do things on her own. For a split second while watching her walk across the stage to put that brick up I experienced that moment you hear about as a mom when you realize they are growing way way to fast. I know this won;t be my last moment like this, she will have many more moments where I will want to freeze time and just hold her close to look at her small hands and to help her fix her hair each morning. Moments when she calls me momma and not MOTHER (insert cocked head and hand on hip) Moments when she is sick and wants me to just hold her until she feels better.. Those moments are the moments I wish I could freeze for just a short bit and cherish forever. Then I realize she is a super strong, brave and smart girl and by freezing those moments she will never be able to share those things with the rest of the world.. She is has the personality of her father and the will power of her mother, she is as sweet as her great grandma but as stubborn as her great grandpa. She has the passion of her Gaw Gaw and the heart of her Paw Paw. She is tough like her Auntie STEVIE and fearless like her too..
She is my BIG GIRL, but will always be my BABY GIRL!!
CONGRATULATIONS ON GRADUATING
PRE-K RI~LEE!!! I LOVE YOU BUNCHES!
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Sam--I was just thinking the same things about Jackson last night. It was just yesterday he was Greyson's size and in 3 weeks I will have a 4th grader! A little more than a month after that, that same little boy will turn 9! Where does the time go? Sometimes we complain about wanting a week or a month to go by so we can finally get to something we have looked forward to but what about the years. They fly by so quickly and there are so many things I wish I had done or not done but we can't get that time back. All you can do is love them as my mom says "to the moon and stars and back again" and know that you are a GIANT helping hand in making them become one remarkable person who could some day change the world. And who knows she may look back and say "I remember when I was in Pre-K and I placed my brick into that K". Good luck girlie, before you know it you'll be saying to Caylon " can you believe we are going to have a 4th grader"??!! Hopefully by that time Caylon will know how to work that playground equipment!!!!!!
I felt the same way last week when Lon and I sat in the Bishops office to turn in his mission paperwork - I should be ready for this but I feel like I blinked and while I know he's ready and capable and strong enough - he's still that teeny boy that we were worried wouldn't ever come home from the hospital. They never outgrow being your baby. :)
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