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My youngest is starting kindergarten next week.

Tradition, and the media, dictates that I should be emotional, and weepy, and stuff, or overjoyed, as I dance in the aisles of my local office supply store.

However? I’m excited for him, and, I’m looking forward to seeing him off, but not because of any “freedom” I may have.

I’m happy about kindergarten because it’s exciting for him to get to go with his brother and sister to the “big school”. It’s also the only year that all three of them will be at the same school, and, since I don’t have any siblings, I think that’s pretty cool. I’m glad they get to experience that.

Sure, it marks a big change for my baby who’s getting older by the minute, (that’s a dumb phrase, we’re all getting older by the minute, just work with me here), but, actually, if I get sentimental, it’s usually on the last day of kindergarten where they really seem like big kids when they run out the door into their first summer of freedom.

Maybe it’s just my personality, or maybe it’s because this is my third child, but, I probably won’t boo-hoo at the “Boo-Hoo Breakfast” after we drop them off for their first full day, but, I will be sure to eat though.

It will also be a good time to meet the other parents, it’s weird having to start over again, in that department. But, what’s different this time around?

I am the same age as some of their mothers, and Busy Dad taught some of them in high school.

[tags]kids, children, parents, school, kindergarten, getting older, emotions, perspective, adjustment[/tags]
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