whoosh.

so this afternoon i'm sitting here, looking at lessonpathways.com, and suddenly...

i'm thinking of starting xander on the pre-k program.

nothing out of the ordinary, really; i should have probably done this last year, but he wasn't ready then.  he's ready now.

but i'm not.

i feel like the mom dropping her baby off on the first day, crying in the car all the way home: "my baby, my baby!"  except i won't have to leave him, obviously, but i'm about to help usher him into the wide-eyed world of letters and numbers and pencils and shaky renditions of his name written by his own chubby hands.

i'm crying.  this is all so exciting and yet it stinks big time all in the same moment.

but he's five.  it's time.  he's showing interest in things he never looked twice at before.  i've just got to suck it up.  i'm the mom. 

whoosh.