My "Big Kid"

This is my "big kid"...

The other day, Micah brought home a paper with information regarding Kindergarten registration. While I am excited for him to start school, I am also a bit sad about it. How is it possible that my baby, my first-born, is old enough to go to "big kid school"?

Micah is a wonderful kid and such a blessing. He is funny, and smart, and curious, and sweet, and feisty, and active, and loving, and creative, and happy, and full of life, and giving....I could go on and on and on.

He adores his preschool and has done so well. He works hard and wants to be a good student. Micah has had to work really hard on his speech and it is amazing to see how far he has come. It has not been easy, and oh so frustrating, but how wonderful it is to know that all that work has paid off. Micah can communicate with pretty much anyone now. His trepidation about not being understood is fading away and his confidence is building.

Micah and I have a little thing we say to each other everyday. I say, "Micah, why do I love you so much?" And he exclaims, "Because I made you a mom!" I know he doesn't understand the full magnitude of my love for him, but I hope he feels it in some way, and I hope he will always feel it, because even though he's a "big kid" and will be going to "big kid school" very soon, he will always be my baby.