Last day of kindergarten

Well that’s it. Wyatt is no longer in kindergarten. It is crazy to think that only a year ago he didn’t know how to read or do math. That he didn’t have a great group of friends (or me.) that he does now. That he was little and a lot shyer than he is now.

He has grown so much over this year that when I see him I don’t think of him as my baby anymore but my little man. I am so proud of him. He took to school so well. He mastered all that he could he even took it upon himself to do extra work to earn his doctorate in kindergarten. (which is his schools way of trying to put across the importance of preparing for college at a young age.) He would do extra math packets, art projects and science projects on top of his computer and paper homework. As well as reading books he would get from class each day and reading his own books at home for 20mins a night.

He worked hard and was ecstatic when he earned the extra field trips with each “degree” he earn as well as the amazing educational skills he learned on top of that.

I told him from the start of school that he would be the one responsible for his homework and turning it in and he took to it like a champ. I did nothing but help when asked.

And now lets take a look at the first day of school to the last day of school in pictures…

Its crazy to see how much he has changed. Such a tall first grader now.

We are all excited to have him back for the summer. (just don’t tell Gunner.)

I am so proud of you Wyatt. I love you bud.

life will no longer be the same for him or me.

Well I did it.

I walked my little man into his first ever kindergarten classroom and then left him there to learn all on his own. It’s a weird feeling you know. Something mixed up of proud, excitement, fear, worry, concern, hope and joy all buddle into one. That all you can really do is smile with encouragement as you leave him in the unknown and walk out. Knowing that he himself is a little buddle of emotions too.

He did good you know, trying to show a brave face but I saw the worry. The tighter hand hold and the nervous steps he took as he walked into his classroom for the first time. He found a place on the table and waited patiently for others to sit by him. He listened carefully to the teacher sometimes jumping out of his chair ready to hand her the papers he was required to turn in. Papers filled with rules and questions such as “are you allergic to anything?” “what's your moms name.” etc. Papers he tucked so carefully into his book bag last night.

He got up last night, came down into my room and slept in my bed until I woke up next to him cuddled next to me. My little baby so nervous about his first day that he had to come and cuddle with me. His long legs hogging our bed, His long arms wrapped around my neck. and his soft blonde hair nuzzled under my chin. What I realize this early morning as I held him close to my chest.

My baby isn't a baby anymore, he is a little man now.

A kindergartener and life will no longer be the same for him or me.