Wednesday, August 27, 2008
I think it's Going to Be Good
I never thought that I would say this, but I think that Kindergarten is going to be good. All summer I have been toying with the idea of holding William back a year. In Ohio, it is the thing to do. I have prayed, talked to every parent I have ever met since living here (most I didn't even know), and talked to James about what we should do. Suffice it to say, the boy who was the first to call me mommy, journeyed out to start a life of his very own today. With his school uniform, he didn't have much say on what he was going to wear, but luckily, we were able to find a super cool spiderman backpack, and of course, he chose his spiderman underoos. William and I knelt for prayer this morning and I prayed that William could remember that if he was scared or shy or felt any other bad feeling, that he could pray and ask Heavenly Father for help. As we walked into his classroom, he simply put his backpack in his locker and went to find a seat. I didn't even cry. I knew that he was going to be just fine. We went home and we started the day...without our bugaboo.
We returned to pick him up at 2:30 and I was so anxious to hear his first words. I found him in the crowd and called out to him. He coudn't see or hear me. I saw him looking around. It was as if I was a lost parent and he a lost boy in a crowded airport. I held out my hand and he saw a glance of me through a dozen other anxious parents. I grabbed him up in my arms and held him as tight as I could. He hugged me back as hard as he could...and we just sat there embracing for quite some time. I was holding my little boy who called me mommy and I never wanted to let go. It was official. He was a kindergartner. I can only pray and hope that I did everything I could to teach him to make good choices, be a kind friend, and respect authority. As we were walking back to the van, I was holding his hand in one hand, Naomi's car seat in the other and I was yelling at Jake to stop running in the street. Life was perfect...the same as usual. He looked up and said, "..and mom, I only had to say a prayer one time." I held back tears and I thought to myself, "yes, this just may be a good thing."
With William at school, Naomi, Jake and I went on a hike with some friends. I had to document Jake's outfit that he has been wearing every day. It includes Spider-man moon boots, Spiderman swin truncks and a Spidey T-shirt. We inherited these awesome clothes from someone we don't even know. A friend of a friend of a friend gave us some of her used clothes. I am so grateful...more Spiderman apparel. Sweet.
Naomi is getting so big. She loves her Bumbo...every three-month old needs one these days. Apparently, it's the new thing. I even prop her up in the high chair so she can eat dinner with us and I let her sit in her jumperoo. She has been such a blessing for us. She is the Best baby in the world and I can lay her in her crib and she falls asleep...and I haven't done anything different with her than my other kids. She was just born a blessing and contunues to be one.
Posted by James and Jessica Ford at 12:02 PM