My oldest graduated from preschool. He went to preschool for 3 years. Being a July baby, a boy and more emotional than his peers we decided it was best to keep him from going on to Kindergarten last year. We figured we have only heard regrets from people who sent their children too early. This also gave me another year to let him go.
We applied and were accepted into the Westside School district which is one of the best public schools in the area. Had we not been accepted we would have sent him to a private school. I'm picky about education.
As I watched Luke sing his songs I was honestly so proud I had tears. He knew what he was doing, behaved and even sang. (He received the music lover award for his class) When it was his turn to receive his certificate, I have to be honest; I kind of wanted his class to stop, turn around and go home. I didn't want it to happen!
Knowing he's about to go to "big kid" school is terrifying. What if he's bullied? What if he's a bully? How will I keep track of what he eats? Will he have enough to eat? He's a bigger boy than most his age, how can I protect him in every way possible?
Being a Christian the answer should be pray and faith. But, let's be honest, when it comes to my kids control is usually the answer in our house.
So, I'll make him cold lunch, make sure he has plenty to eat. Keep track of his papers, read every piece of communication from the teacher and school and pray for the best result. Letting him into the big kid world is not his fear, but my own.
