Well, the last day of school is here and it's the last day of elementary school for my first born. My heart is heavy and my eyes are filled with tears. I know he's pretty sad too. This chapter in his life has closed but he's onto bigger and better things.
These years went by so fast.
I remember him stepping on the bus for the first time as if it was yesterday, and year after year he's had amazing teachers. Even though the thought of homeschooling has crossed my mind, I'm so glad to have sent my kids to this particular school. No regrets there. He's loved it too, even though he's quiet and shy. In third grade he learned how to play music by using a recorder and in 4th grade he electively started playing the trumpet and he still plays. He can also take what he's learned on the trumpet and play it on the piano. He can solve math problems faster than I can and sometimes instead of reaching for the calculator I'll just ask him and he's so quick to answer. He was part of a math competition a few months ago and even though he didn't finish big I still couldn't be more proud of him.
When he started kindergarten he had the desire to become a police officer when he grows up. Then it turned into a professional baseball player. Now when I ask what he wants to do, he has no idea. I'm sure whatever it is he will be successful at it.
As far as sports goes he started t-ball in preschool and worked his way up to 12U. Unfortunately, he hasn't had a spring season this year, and even though the league is holding onto hope I doubt it will happen. This year he also joined the school's basketball team and this was a first for him. It was hard because he was playing with and against boys who had played for years but he handled it well. I'm proud of his achievements, and even if he doesn't accomplish something he set out for he still tries and tries with every bit of his heart.
He also completed all the years in cub scouts and just completed his first year as a boy scout and wants to keep working to become an Eagle Scout. In cub scouts we've watched as he laid the wreath at the Tomb Of The Unknown Soldier at Arlington National Cemetery three times.
So, there you go, he may be small in size but he has a big heart. He is a wonderful gift from God and I cherish being his mother.
In kindergarten he brought home this teeny tiny pine tree and we planted it in our front yard. It's growing with him.
I cannot believe I have a middle schooler now.