This morning was Nathan's first day back to preschool! I was so excited, and he was too! He broke my heart more than Jack did, though, because for the first time ever I could tell he was putting on a brave face. He was anxious, but he knew he needed to get in there and shake it off. I could have died! I'm used to him being nervous and wanting ME--not being nervous but still pushing through it. He's growing up. It's good and it's healthy; but it still threw me for a loop to see my baby say, through his actions, "I've got this one, Mom. I don't need you for this." Oh, be still my heart.
He hung up his backpack, found his name, and made his way over to the other kiddos. He didn't even say, "Bye!" I'll take that as a good sign! :)
I've covered this not-so-little-anymore boy in prayer today. I've prayed that he would meet sweet friends and that he would enjoy his class this year. Here's to the start of a great school year!
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