But all that aside, the baby started preschool prep today. This child. Who clings to me if someone looks at him, talks to him, or tries to touch him, went to school today and could care less if I stayed or not. We've come a long way. His teachers said by the end of class, he was actually trying to say what he wanted. Which is a big deal since he usually just uses sign language to tell me what he wants. Of course, we were talking up preschool all week. And he was really excited. And once they brought out the playdoh, he didn't even notice that I was still there.
It was such a big relief to know that he did ok. He's my baby. Then I took out my phone to send the required picture to my mom, my mother in law, and my grandma. It doesn't seem like she should be gone. Or is gone. Today is one of those days that I would have sent her a picture of the first day of preschool and then called her so she could calm me down and talk me out of going to get him early. And then she would have called him to tell him how great it was that he did so well on his first day. But we didn't do that. Instead, I went to coffee with some of the other moms. And constantly checked my phone to see if they called or texted me. Even though I was across the parking lot at the coffee shop. And then I cried because he did great. He's growing up and it won't be much longer that any one will be completely dependent on me for everything. I know this because he's my last baby. No more for us. But it's also a little sad knowing that too. I'm going to cherish this moment for ever.
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