Today my little man will graduate from Kindergarten. He is so excited. However…he’s “shy and doesn’t really want to sing with all those people watching.” Apparently, diplomas AND songs are on the schedule this morning. If I have to love school, I pick Kindergarten. It really is the best.
We’ve been doing the countdown for weeks now. (5 school days to go) Instead of naming the months, lately Indigo has been calling it Summer 1st and Summer 2nd…
Can (So and So) come over on Summer 1st?
Are we going on vacation during Winter 4th?
The scary thing is Nate and I are actually starting to answer back, “No, more like Winter 3rd.” Or, “Well, probably not Summer 1st, but maybe Summer 5th.”
It’s funny how many languages you can have in a family. You communicate through tone, a look, words, inside jokes, made-up words and their made-up definitions…it’s all understood for the most part, when you speak day in and day out.
You also know what not to say, what looks you can’t get away with and what you should and should not do to push or NOT push someone’s buttons.
We are working on communication a lot in my house. I have a so close to being a teen it’s not even “pre” any more. She will be 13 before I blink. She is trying humor, sarcasm, sweetness, aloofness, and sometimes all of the above in the same sentence.
We found video of my baby girl and watched it last week. It was heartbreaking and precious. She was another little person with her baby talk and adorable sing-songy voice. Oh, she was brilliant. She really, truly was. But this almost 13-year-old is new and improved with every passing minute…not that she needed to improve, I wanted her to stay like that forever…but with God, he does want us to grow in every way. We can only get better with him on our side.
My little man~ I do not think he could improve another inch or my heart would squeeze too tight from how much I love him and his sister~ but he’s going to. He’s going to get better and better, or another phrase for it is actually, GROW UP~ and when they are both adults, I will look at them with love and adoration and say that I knew them when.
For now, I will take as many pictures and videos as possible, I will be the one grinning from ear to ear as he sings with his class and I will laugh with glee when he proudly shows me his diploma. If there’s a standing ovation, I’m a goner. I might want to hug too hard and not let him go, but I will have to~ he’s got growing up to do.
Oh goodness, I have to go find a box of Kleenex.