Monday, July 20, 2009

The Boots to my Dora.

The Bert to my Ernie. The Patrick to my Spongebob (this one would be his favorite).

My middle child. The child who plays that role VERY well. The child who has been by my side more days than not. The child who will plant himself outside of the bathroom, so he knows the second I walk out.

I'm sending him off to Kindergarten in 49 days. I'm heartbroken about that. He's my shopping partner, my helper, my snuggler during quiet time. He loves to hold my hand, just because. He's an excellent big brother and will entertain Henry when he gets fussy and I can't get to him in time.

What am I going to do without him? I suppose I'll continue to prepare him the best way I can and be proud of the fact that he's a good boy with a very tender heart, a feisty personality and desire to please and do well. I can think of nothing else I want in my children.


BG said...

He is a special one...:)

Sgt and Mrs Hub said...

I found that I enjoyed my time with Eve even more after she went to kindergarten. The moments I had her near seemed more special.
But that's not to say that my heart hurt a little each day when I dropped her off at school.

Enjoy these 49 days!


Alexis said...

Just wanted to say thanks for the comment and for praying for my family during our recent ordeal. It humbles and honors me to know that "strangers" are praying for me. It was so sweet of you to help us bear our burden.

What a sweet family you have, and I totally understand about the kindergarten thing. We have a while yet to go, but I'm not looking forward to it at all!!

Home school is looking better and better.

Lenae said...

He sounds like such a sweetheart! I'm weeks away from having my third little boy and often wonder what our current baby will turn out like sandwiched between two brothers :)