How did my 1st grader become a fifth grader??
I consider myself a slightly sentimental mother. I strive to appreciate every different stage and reflect on every new memory. I take tons of pictures hoping somehow the camera will freeze the days. However, rarely do I become truly sad and emotional. Today was different! I realized I was watching the curtain close on Trevor's elementary school career. After I dropped him off on his last elementary school field trip, I pulled out of the parking lot with tears in my eyes. I knew today Trevs was taking his first step out of childhood and into adolescence. The day I dreaded was upon me.
It started out as such a fun early morning between the two of us. We shared some silly boy jokes and watched Top 10 ESPN Sports Center. I reminded him to take his medicine. We made sure one final time the long list of trip items were checked. We packed deodorant for the first time ever and he was super pumped about that. I drove him to the school and he let me take one picture in the van before he shot out of the van looking for his buddies.
As he walked across the parking lot I noticed he was trying to balance his IPad, water bottle, snack, pillow and blanket as they began dropping out of his arms! I told him to turn around so I could organize it all for him. I unzipped his backpack and helped him organize all of his important things. I could tell he was a little embarrassed but it was necessary. I knew this would be one of the last times I would ever be able to really assist him especially in front of his peers!. He is no longer my little boy. He is quickly becoming my little man. As he hopped on the bus, I knew the little years were coming to a close. They came fast like a freight train and I have enjoyed something wonderful in every single one of them. It brought me back to what someone told me when my boys were very little. "Remember the days can be long but the years are very short." I didn't really understand at that time how true that would become. Enjoy those elementary school days Moms! Try not to sweat the small stuff. Savor the days. One day you will be pulling out of a parking lot like me with tears rolling down your cheeks, wishing you could do it all over again maybe one more time!
