So the kid went from sound asleep to this in exactly eight seconds:
I went from okay to this in the time it took to walk back to the car:
But I survived.
And was startled to feel pride AND sadness at the fact that my kid was confident enough to conquer a day full of strange faces and new rules.
Without needing his Momma.
But isn’t that what we want?
But it was a day of learning for this momma too.
He trusts that I’ll be there when he needs me. Trusts that he’ll have food and water and a potty and a pillow – all the basics. And the rest? Is just brain stuff and recess. He pushed aside the worry about not knowing what was coming next – and dove into just living.
Wasn’t kindergarten FUN?
How often do I trust that the One who made me knows what He’s doing? That He knows when I’ve passed the test and when I need more practice? That He’ll provide everything I need and handle every playground bully? And that He’s there, even when I panic because I don’t know what is coming next.
And for the record… the slumbering child woke up, looked around, and promptly said,
Then blew a raspberry.
Cuz that’s how we roll.
Thank you for all the unbelievably sweet comments of encouragement on the last post. I was so glad to know that I was not alone. I am now convinced that Itty Bit’s teacher has NO IDEA what she’s in for. And that much of it will probably be blogworthy. Let’s hope she gets as many laughs from him as we do.