Last Day as a Kindergartener
pamelamyers | June 16, 2016
Well, the day has finally come. My baby is no longer a kindergartener. It is hard to believe. Next year, she will be in full time school as a big first grader. I left work early so that I could pick her up. How could I miss the last pick up? Never! I was talking to Ella’s mom, Lori, while waiting for them to come out. We were both teary thinking about the moment. I was thinking, next year Sam will take the bus! This is the last pick up I have to do! How can that be? We were anxious to see our kiddos and finally they came out. Miss Cipolloni gave each of them a hug before they left. I bet it’s hard for the teachers to say goodbye (at least to most of the kids!)
The Springfield Cougar sign was outside wishing them well. I simply cannot believe how much Sam has changed this year. I didn’t realize it until I went looking for the first day of school photo by the same sign. My baby! Not only is she taller, but she just looks, well…older. Not so much like a baby anymore. Waaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!
Sam and a few of her friends, Ella and Giovanna, posed together for one last time.
After I stopped crying like a lunatic (Sam was totally fine, although she told me she’d miss her friends and her teachers) we went home. Mark had told her she could pick dinner. She wanted rigatoni from Bertucci’s, french fries from Sciarrino’s (our local pizza joint) and ice cream at Vera’s. We did dinner as take out, obviously, and even though it was a lot of running around, Mark did say she was in charge of dinner! The ice cream was a welcome treat after an eventful day.
I am so proud of Sam and how far she has come. She is so confident now, so much more mature. In a lot of ways, she is much more independent, but thankfully, sometimes she still is my baby. It is hard, this age…wanting her to grow up so that our lives are easier, but still wanting her to stay small and need us. I guess we can’t pick and choose though. She has to grow up and we want her to, of course. Mark and I are so lucky. We waited so long for our little miracle and she is just amazing. Samantha, I know someday when you are old enough you will read this whole blog. I hope that you know that those tears your crazy Mommy shed on this day were yes, tears of sadness, but for me, not you. I am sad you are growing up so fast. I want you to stay small and need me forever. But I am also so very proud of the little girl you have grown into. I love you so very, very much.