Entering Kindergarten: When Your Kid Has Their Last Firsts
Tomorrow is Monday, and with that comes the first day for school in the Clark County School District (which, side note, is way too early). Tomorrow also means my youngest son Mario is entering Kindergarten. No more daycare. No more preschool. We are entering the big house.
While I have been through this once before with my son Colin (who will be entering 2nd grade), this one is different. This is the last time there will be a “first” like this. This is the day we start to let go a little bit more. The parental vice grip has to let go a little. For him, it’ll be a nerve-laden but exciting day. I know he is going to love it. For me? This is a momentous, happy and sort of sad occasion.
Those Mixed Feelings When Your Kid Is Entering Kindergarten
This is going to be good for him. I know it is. While Colin was very nervous and crying quite a bit in the first days of Kindergarten (taking after me), Mario is literally the Mayor. He’s almost going to be too comfortable, which might spell trouble.
But watching him take those steps, holding is brother’s hand and entering Kindergarten – the same classroom his brother had with Mrs. R – while his brother heads off to his 2nd grade class… woof. This is going to be more of an emotional day for me than for him.
I watched this boy come out via c-section. Feeding him jars, cleaning up dirty diapers, countless bath times, several happy moments and a couple stern talks. Legoland trips, teaching him how to ride a bike, breaking through his picky eating and more. This is a last first.
Sure, it’ll be more convenient picking both the boys up from the same place. But, it’s one of those milestones that you can’t get back. That’s why I am taking the day off of Aimee+Shawn. So, too, is Aimee as she sees off Romie for his first day of Kindergarten.
So, Mario… here you go! You’ve got this. If you see dad blubbering like an idiot, just keep walking. I’ll be OK.