In a way I wanted him to tell me not to leave him because I guess I am uber attached, but I know that this is best. And when I was the last parent to leave and the door closed behind me I looked back in the window and saw him try to console a boy next to him that was crying when his mommy left, and then thats when it started... I began to bawl! My husband just stared and started laughing and I was crying! I can't help it, I tear up with just about anything.
My child loves school, he can't wait to go the next day. When I start taking out what his going to wear the next day he always asks "Mommy is that for school tomorrow?" and I say "yes baby" every night. And I know that tomorrow when he wakes up it will be his last day of High School. My baby, my little Man, will one day soon be walking across that stage and of course I will be there sobbing uncontrollably.
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