Today I dropped my baby off for his last day of kindergarten. It definitely feels a little bitter sweet. When I think back, the year seems like it flew by, but other times I feel like it lasted forever.
I don’t have a ton of gushy feelings about his kindergarten year. Sometimes it was a struggle for me. He was sick A LOT. Much, much more than he has ever been. That also meant that the rest of us ended up sick a lot. Huge bummer. And because of my mild PTSD (before I started taking medication) I had a very hard time with all of it.
The other thing I am sort of disappointed about is that I don’t feel like he brought home a lot of cute artwork. I mean, don’t get me wrong, he brought home a lot of stuff, but I feel like the projects could have been better. And that there could’ve been more of it and less worksheets.
But on a positive note, he learned SO much. He is already reading at about a 2nd grade level and loves it. He reads anything and everything. It’s awesome. He is also excelling at math. He definitely doesn’t get that from me!
He’s made some new friends and had so much fun. I can’t believe it’s over. Just like my parents always used to say, where does the time go?
On to a summer full of adventures!