Why is it that this is how old I think Corbin should be right now?
Why do I feel like Daddy should be there to play with Corbin and not a bunch of 6 year old boys?
and to give him loves when he is feeling sad instead of toughing it out?
Why do I feel like he should want to be with me all the time instead playing star wars during recess?
and go on little field trips in our van with our family instead of on a big yellow bus with 20 other 6 year olds and their teacher?
Why do I want him to have lunch with us and not go to the big lunch room and trade his juice for chocolate milk with his buddies?
Why do I just want him to stay young and innocent for at least another six more years?
I guess it happens to us all and I just have to learn to live with it and enjoy every second that I have got.
But can't it just slow down a little?
Here's to one good year as a 1st grader! He is loving it and reassures me that he will still get to see me in the evenings and on the weekends. Not super comforting, but I am excited for him.