We started at the preschool in September 2012 when Carter began in the 5 day 3 year old program. Gabe was in the 2 day 2's. Harper was home with me the whole time. Then as Carter moved up to pre-k I started working two days a week, Thursday and Friday. These are the two days that Harper went to school. Gabe went all five days as a three year old. Then when Gabe went to pre-k I started working three days a week, Harper went to the 5 day 3's.
And this past year I worked all five days in pre-k, coming in and out of Harper's class. Every morning I walked in with my baby and every day I walked out with her. This was after 4 years of taking different numbers of children in and out of the preschool and house, but I almost always had Harpie. She was the one by my side the most often. And starting next August it'll just be me. All by my lonesome. All three of my kids will be in the same building for the same amount of time. I'll have a 2nd grader, 1st grader, and kindergartener.
My heart and brain cannot handle this situation. Where did my babies go? How did all those chaotic baby filled days pass by me so quickly? Now they'll all have lunches and ride the bus. Have assemblies and awards. Right before my eyes they are growing up. And its' awesome, that's what you want for your kids, but man is it tough to digest. Our kids are close in age so the milestones rapidly hit us time after time. We pretty much were just putting our first born in the arms of strangers at the elementary school and now we are sending our youngest to a place we love with people that are no longer strangers. I'm more confident about sending Harper, I know the gig now, but I am way more emotional for this transition than I've been for the last two. And let's be honest, I was pretty emotional over them!
The baby is just different. And any parent that says there isn't something special about the baby is lying. They are straight up lying in yo face! The baby will always be your last, always be the youngest, will always get away with more. At least that has been my experience with Harper, my youngest brother, and my husband who is the youngest. Even if they aren't physically the smallest or shortest, they're still the littlest.
It doesn't help that Harper is a tiny human and she's easy to pick up and hold and do stuff for.
And she has a big ol' smile and laugh that make me smile and laugh.
Plus she is terrifying and scares me so I listen to all her demands. She's the cutest little terrorist you ever did see.
Anyhoo, Harp is no longer a preschooler. She is officially part of the elementary crowd. My birds are flying further and further away from the nest. Sigh.
Some pics I find enjoyable...if you don't, just move along! :)
Harper's Very First Day of Preschool
All my birds circa September 2013
HRP and MJP very first day of Pre-K, 2015
HRP and MJP very last day of Pre-K, 2016
Harp walking in with a very enthusiastic look!
Look at those clenched fists!!!
Tiny, tiny bird
Our beloved Mrs. Burnett!!
Those clenched fists again!
Mom Mom and Pop Pop
Harpie being a turd with Aunt Lor
Grandpa came down for the big event!
My baby bird.
She's a classy broad and chose the "New McDonalds" for her graduation lunch!!!!
As the kids walk across the stage the Preschool Director reads a list of answers from the kids; Harper's last answer almost sent me right over the edge:
My favorite color is Purple
My favorite thing to do at Preschool is Playing Kitty
When I grow up I want to be like my mommy
I just hope and pray I can live up to her expectations of me!
A few weeks ago Marc and I saw DMB in Charlottesville (yes, Susan, our lives REALLY DO revolve around Dave and the guys) and they performed a brand spanking new song, Samurai Cop. I couldn't really understand what Dave was singing at the time but I liked the music. The next day I got to read the lyrics while listening to the song, and well, tears.
The day you came
your mother screaming, pushes you
the day you came
Oh, joy begin
lay little thing
more precious there'll be nothing, no
oh, joy begin
Let's not forget these early days
remember we begin the same
we lose our way, oh fear and pain
oh, joy begin
First, just one step
one word and then
with laughter sing, oh, life begin
first, just one step
black magic bliss
first broken bone, sudden and swift
oh, joy begin
oh, joy begin