I share this with you with teary-eyes. I'm in disbelief that Aidan is a first-grader.
It's the big leagues now!
It will be good for him, I know, but even I feel slightly overwhelmed.
Still, when it was time to leave Back to School Night last night, Aidan did not want to leave. He complained on the way home that he wanted to be at school.
I wanted to squeeze Aidan til no end, and tell him how much I feel I already miss him (also catching me off guard).
I wanted to turn into a fly on the wall so I could be there all day.
These growing pains get me every time.