And Boom: Kindergarten.
Did you guys know that kids grow up? It’s true. Mine went and grew up on me today even though I was all la-la-la-la-I-can’t-hear-you about it.
My little baby started Kindergarten today.
I really wanted him to wear a bowtie to school so his teacher would know that he was a serious student and he was all, “Uh, no way”. When we were back to school shopping on Tuesday (<—browsing the clearance racks in the boy’s department), Troy found this shirt and thought it was hilarious and he said all singsong-y, “You wanted me to wear a bowtie!” and threw it in our cart.
And Jeff said, “It’s pretty much says, I’m formal, but I wanna party too.” Don’t act like your surprised Jeff can quote Talladega Nights.
I read somewhere last week that up until our kids go to school, everything they know they have learned from their parents. I really, really wish I had read that say oh, 13 years ago, but I immediately thought, “Damn, I only have a week to get this kid right”. Or more importantly, myself right. I mean, he can read, write some, still hates coloring and crafts, but what if he goes to Kindergarten and talks about the importance of hashtags and how he appreciates a full bodied Pinot?
So yesterday, during our special Mom and Troy day that consisted of mini golf and batting cages, Troy and I sat down and had a discussion over a banana split. I told him that he was going to start Kindergarten and it wasn’t important to me if he is the fastest runner, the best speller, or has perfect attendance. All I really want is for him is to try, to believe in himself, and to be kind.
And he looked at me and said, “Can I still be an astronaut?”
Because even astronauts go to Kindergarten.
Shoot for the moon, my sweet boy, and always keep reaching for the stars.