This morning we dropped off you for your very first day of preschool. This day marks the first day, for at least the next 15 years , that we will be sending you to school. The first day in your short 3 1/2 years of life that you will be in someone else's care besides your family.
This day comes with mixed emotions, of course. I am so excited for you to have your own experiences, with new friends and new adults to love and care for you. But, you are my baby and part of me wants to keep you close, always. I imagine this feeling never really changes...which is why my parents cried when I was 18 and they dropped me off for my own adventure at NAU. After all, wasn't it just yesterday that you were only this big?
And now you are a big 3-year-old (or 4 according to you!), with a lunch box and new shoes...and no idea of what life has in store for you. All you know is that school will be fun, you will play games and paint pictures, make new friends and have a snack.
We are so proud of the boy you have become and can't wait to see what's next!
