Class of 2013

I don't think I need to say how happy sad this makes me to see my youngest about to transition into grade school.  But, I will anyway.  I really can't believe that this part of being mom is over.  It went by so fast and it has been so hard and so great at the same time.  For the past 12 years I have had a baby to smother and well, to baby.  Well, there are no more babies in my house and I am going through my own graduation. And since, I am sentimental, you get to read about it. ♥

Here is the photo reel:

Here he is ready to walk the procession up to the podium.  He seems so tiny (like a baby).
 

These two go together because he is sitting so quietly and properly but, within a matter of seconds, he is waving at us (in true Mac fashion).

 

The moment of truth.

 

And his Pre-Kindergarten teachers.

Now you might think that this didn't phase my little bubble of sunshine. But, before my tears could even surface, my sweet boy was crushed.  He was overwhelmed with emotion and recognized what a change this meant. I am always surprised by my little man's sensitivity to his great big world.

So, Congratulations Mac, I couldn't be more proud of you.  I know that your grade school years will fly by and we will be standing taking graduation pictures of you again.  Please, I beg you, take it slow.  I love you, Mom.