25 Days, but Whose Counting?

The summer is almost over according to the school system here. The Boy starts Kindergarten in 25 days! I cannot believe five and a half years have passed since God put him in our lives. This week we have turned in paperwork, bought school supplies and have timed the drive to place where The Boy will be going.

Our journey to this point has not been easy. Unlike most school systems, your don't get to attend the public school closest to your house. Instead, you pick two school close to you end of town and two schools in the opposite end of town and the school system assigns you to a school. All in an effort to diversify the schools. Crazy, I know. We were initially assigned to a school 25 miles from our house. Hey, I am all for diversity, but 1 1/2 hours on a bus each way is TOO LONG for a five year old. We went through three different appeals processes prior to being granted a transfer to a school closer our house. We were lucky to get the transfer. Very lucky and relieved.



The Boy couldn't be more excited about being a Kindergartner. We have even made a "Countdown to Kindergarten" poster. Thinking about my little boy going to school makes me happy and unsettled. School is a GIANT life step. So many new influences in his life will appear. He will start making more and more decisions for himself on a daily basis that we as parents aren't aware. Next thing you know, he will be calling from Stanford asking us to put more money in his account so he can study aboard in Fiji.

Yesterday on the way home from somewhere (I honestly can't remember where we were...hmm), this was The Boyism.

"Momma, now that I am using a wallet (this is a velcro "Cars" wallet that he got in his stocking this year or last)will you treat me like an adult."

All in good time kiddo, take it a little slower please.