I must have had an odd look on my face when the Luke got in the car because the lady said, “I bet it was a shocker to you that Luke was moved.” Yes, I thought, it was…but, I just said, oh, that is okay and smiled. She too told me what a wonderful time Luke had in the new class. As we pulled off, Luke happily told me about his new class and what he did during the day. Then, he got quiet for a minute and said, “But Mommy, will I ever get to go back and visit Mrs. Lori? And can I talk to her on the computer?” And then I could not hold back the tears anymore. I told him yes, he could certainly talk to her on the computer and we would visit her. Then I let my tears flow. Pre-K was over. Just like that.
When we got home, he said he had lots of stuff in his backpack, and then he unloaded Pre-K right then and there in the living room. He brought home his art work, his swim trunks, and his cubbie label. Ugh, I wanted to cry again, but held it together since he could see my face. I just gave him a hug and told him I loved him.
Growing up myself was hard enough at times. Watching my little boy grow up is even harder.