Fighting the tears

Well, today I took Brady to kindergarten registration. I have been dreading this day for the past month. I can't believe it is already that time for Brady to go to "big" school. Him starting preschool was emotional for me, not only was he starting school but I was on bedrest when I was pregnant with Bethany so I missed a lot of the new stuff. Now here is kindergarten. Now he's in school all the time, until he graduates HS. We get summers but they're just summers that fly by. This is it, I have a big boy whose trotting off to school. After I dropped Bethany off at Amber's, I was driving to pick Brady up from preschool, just thinking about where the time went. I didn't cry though. Once we got to school and we were walking in I was nervous and he was not at all, I took his confidence and went in feeling good. I didn't cry. It was a very smooth process, of course the parents had to wait while our little ones went off by themselves and were tested. I turned to watch him a few times, he was always laughing and talking in response to the teachers. It made me proud that boy was mine! He did very well on his tests! So phase 1 down of this new adventure for us, I survived it! Wonder what's going to happen with phase 2? Actually letting him go on that first day of school. It will probably be a bit more traumatic for mom then Brady.

We came home, Bethy napped, Brady went to play, and Mommy cried.