posted on Sep, 18 2008 @ 12:46 PM
My Son started Kindergarten 2 weeks ago. The paperwork coming from the school brings back so many memories. I had forgotten that as a student I had
Music and Art one day a week. Library one day a week. I look at his school lunch menu. For an extremely reasonable price he can get a hot meal from
the cafeteria. Remember pizza on the menu? Oh I do! Yeah! How about those burgers that were made out of mystery meat? I still think they were made out
of road kill. How about those tiny little milk cartons with the perforated hole in the side where you could put your straw in? About two thirds of the
way into lunch period you would go table by table to get dessert, which was ice cream. I always got the ice cream sandwich. Funny. I could go for one
of those right now.......... Ummmmmmm Ice cream sandwich.........
How about whenever you forgot your homework you would ask to go visit the nurse? I spent MANY a day trying to figure out how to make the thermometer
look like I had a fever. Never mastered that one.
Anyway, I drop him off to school every morning. Call me extremely selfish, but I'm being brutally honest here........ I can't bear to see him picked
up by the 'short bus'. Every morning one of the special ed aides is at the front, and escorts him to his classroom. This morning Mrs. Foster was out
sick, and another aide was there. She told me that she had several other children in other classes she needed to escort, and asked if I would mind
waiting for a bit. Mind? Heck no! Then she looked at my son, and said "Do you think you could go to your classroom by yourself?"
His reply was immediate. "YES I CAN! I know right where it is!"
She and I made eye contact.
"You sure Little Dude?"
"OK. Go for it Buddy."
He gave my my super squeezy hug. I put his little back pack on, gave him our standard 'high five, low five, knuckles' handshake, and he went merrily
down the hallway.
I stood there for a moment or two then turned to leave. I hear "DADDY!"
I turn around and see him standing in the doorway. "What wrong Dude?"
"I forgot to tell you I love you."
"I love you too Buddy - more than anything."
"Look Daddy I'm a big kid now."
"Yes you are Buddy. I am very proud of you!"
He smiled his goofy smile and ran down the hallway.
I went to my car, turned it on and sat in the parking lot for a good minute or two. Yep. he is getting so big so fast. He has his very first loose
tooth. He can navigate himself to his classroom. He comes home every day with artwork, and letters of achievement from his teachers. I don't even
remember what color my refrigerator is there are so many things attached to it. He has come such a long way. He has faced many challenges, and with
help, he managed to overcome many of them.
No matter how bad I might be feeling, he can always make me smile. Yeah man. Life is good.