I’m so proud of him, starting kindergarten with joy, happily heading into a strange big building. But wow, it’s different. He has a world that isn’t *mine* now. Full of people I don’t know. He’s building his own life, distinct from me. It’s so wonderful, and yet sad.
But a year ago we moved houses to give him this place, this community. We gambled, and I think we won.
Pictures for my mom, who has been patient.
Big damn boy!