But as I stared at him at lunch a few days before (hello, creepy mom), I told him that I couldn't believe he was getting so big and that I was really proud of the boy he was becoming. His reply while eating, "OK, thanks...mom I can't believe this apple looks just like a wave." :)
The night before school started we met up with two other families that we are friends with who will have kids at the same school for a time of blessing on the school year. My sweet friend read this letter. If you have kids in school, you MUST read it. Love, love, love it! I doubt most of the letter and intent behind it really sunk in with Tate that night, since he doesn't even know yet the hard parts about school and friends. But I look forward to continuing the tradition of reading this in years to come. So glad we did this as it was a sweet time with friends and the kids, but it was also when all of my emotions came out as we prayed for each kid there. (i.e. ugly cry with lots of tears and snot). So thankful to do that in front of a few friends as opposed to his new teacher. :)
Before he went to bed for the night he came up to me and said, "You know you aren't going to see me much tomorrow, but I'll miss you." Melt. My. Heart (and serious brownie points, kiddo).
Then it was time for The Big Day. I never pretend to paint a picture of perfection, but I have to say, the day went pretty great. He was excited. He was happy. His teacher seems wonderful. Everything felt right. As I walked away there were a few teary moments (nothing like the night before), but more than anything was excitement about all that is to come for this kid whom I love...a Kindergartner!!!!












































