This is Mason's last week in the "little classroom". He moves up to the 4/5 year-old class next Monday. He is VERY excited. Every day he tells us, "November 15, I'm going to da BIG classroom!" I am not so excited. And it has nothing to do with the class. The big classroom is great. It has awesome teachers. It has a lot of familiar kids (who "graduated" from the little classroom, as well). And it's housed in this great, GREAT school that Mason attends.
My non-excitement is because I am going to miss Courtney so very much. I'm going to miss her observations of Mason, and reports of his interactions with other kids. I'm going to miss the daily reports on Facebook and the regularly posted pictures (the big classroom is sporadic about both of those, it's newer to them, and Courtney's been doing it as part of her daily routine for a year). I'm going to miss drop-offs in the cute little classroom (it's a much smaller, intimate group). I'm going to miss some of the little kids who aren't moving up yet. I'm going to miss Courtney. Oh, der, said that already.
I'm sure that I will love his new class a lot. Actually, I DO love the big classroom. I am just dealing with this little classroom/Courtney loss, this achey heart, this growing up and moving on, that is going to continue to happen through Mason's life.
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