Almost like the idea that everyone goes through this and everyone has gone to Kinder and none of this is special...but then you say, fuck that, it totally is because I am going through this right now and this is MY kid who is going to Kinder so it's a really big gigantic deal.
That's how I felt about the first day of Kindergarten.
This crazy big idea in my head how this is the start of potentially everything - first loves, first heartbreaks, best friends and the cataloging of memories. I want to be a fly in the wall in the classroom; I want to watch when the lunch bell rings and the doors open - I want to see what he does and who he gravitates toward.
A huge swelling of emotion that is so much more about these big subconscious steps toward the person he is and the person he will be.
I am dying to see who he will become while mourning the loss of his babe years that already seem so far away. Such an odd feeling. Something I did not expect.
Go Kinder Go. Go the first day of so many firsts. Be the anti-bully. Be someone's hero. Be the outsider because you stick to your guns. Be the gentleman. Always be you.
Your mom loves you xx