So they had their first day of kinnygarben.
There are certain words that Tess says that I Can. Not. bring myself to correct.
And kinny cat
|They way she's looking at him... oh my. |
The way he's holding her hand, but she really isn't. His nervous grin. It speak volumes.
To be honest, because they are so very young, topped off with being quite petite too, we would have chosen to hold them back another year. Tess makes our state's school cut off date by only a few hours. But the only way Tess can continue her speech assistance is to enroll in kinnygarben. And Jude would have totally gotten she was going and he wasn't, so of course he had to go too.
So they went.
|Unprompted, he helped her with her backpack. Oh yes he did. Help me now.|
And I cried.
|I know that it might just be a coincidence that they both blinked at the same time when I took this pic, but this seriously may be one of my favorite pics of them together ever. They are so at ease with each other... enough to close their eyes and be that close. And that's saying something for 5 year olds. |
And it dawns on me again, that they've known each other longer than they've know us.
I cried silently of course, where they couldn't see... when my back was turned I wiped away my tears. The way mamas do sometimes.
No new shoes or backpacks. The ones they had still had some life in them.
|The ugly doll is a gift from his big sister. He loves having it on his backpack.|
But unlike half-day preschool, all-day kinnygarben means staying for lunch, so new lunch boxes were in order. You would have thought they won the lottery with those lunch boxes!
|Thank golly they not only still carry the same lunch boxes as Patch and Boo, but that they also come in two different colors to tell them all apart.|
Sadly, one can not take two children to different classes at the same time.
So I escorted Jude to his new room.
And this is where I left him... fighting back my tears as he beamed at me... sitting on the big S on the alphabet rug... so so excited.
And all I could think about was likely what all the mamas in the room were thinking...
How little he still is.
Wondering what happened to those 4 years since then.
Where did they go?
Wishing I could just slow it all down.
This is him peeking around the corner at the end of the day, coming to greet me.
|"Hey mom, do you see me? Did you miss me?" |
Yes, I did. More than you know.
They both were.
I, on the other hand, may never be the same.