He was very excited to go to school like the big kids.
|Now it was really time!|
However, having my littlest grip my neck and say "No Mommy go." and cry... was as hard as it could be. So sweet.. big tears.. and I gave him over to two teachers I didn't yet know. They were so sweet and supportive .. and I could tell they genuinely cared. The one teacher asked if she could pick him up and she did. She told me not to worry and that he would be loved. My first thought was "oh, he's my 3rd. I'm not worried. I just want a break!"... and though that IS true... it wasn't at that moment. I just nodded and said "I'll be right in the chapel." (she probably thought duh!)
I sat there thinking how even though yes he is my 3rd, it still is hard to let one of them go and do something for themselves. Yes, I know this will be good for him.. he misses the big kids so much during the day. And I am Positive this will be good for ME. I need a break, especially as deployment nears. I have prayed about it and I really have No guilt.. so that should tell ya... I'm good with this choice!! lol. but..... I don't think I felt the confirmation until I picked him up and he came running to me and said "Micah dolphin school!!!" (yes, he always talks about himself in 3rd person. no, I do not correct it.) "Dolphin school?" I asked, really confused as to why they would have had a lesson on dolphins. "NO! Micah Dolfit School!!" ohhhhh... I got it... different school. "Different school? You go to a different school just for Micah?" I asked. "YES!!!" and his teacher asked if he wanted to come back and again... "YES!!"............. there's that confirmation.