The Days are Long but the Years are like Lightening.

I can't believe it has been two years since I went through this process with my baby girl.

I ran into a guy that I hadn't seen in months - possibly last summer - and he asked how Jay was, how are the kids, and "what's new".
My answer was "nothing, life is good".
When I shared the convo with Jay upon my return to the homestead I pondered whether or not I should feel stupid or somehow unworldly because, truly, honestly - there is nothing "new".
It wasn't a long thought process.
I don't.

I like things to stay consistent and for now, nothing really should be "new".  I'm not pregnant, we're not moving, the kids are not at an age where they're accepted anywhere or going to finals with anything, Jay's job is going very well, the house is in great shape, the lawn and gardens are coming together quite nicely, the pool is open...  Life is Good.
Maybe that's not exciting but it sure is nice.

What is new, however, is that I am preparing to send my baby girl to Kindergarten.  And my baby boy to Pre-School in the fall.
I can feel my heart tighten in my chest, my pulse race and a lump form in my throat as I write that.
I know I felt a little sad about sending Abby to Pre-school (blog reference, if you choose) but I also remember feeling very, very excited for her because she was so ready and so excited.

Today my baby went into Gilead Hill School for his Screening.  I assume he did well since no one came out to tell me anything when it was over.  A few parents were pulled aside and the rest of us were "dismissed".
Tomorrow is the Lottery.  The kids that were chosen as Peer Models are separated by gender and the slots are filled at a 1-to-1 ratio.  Tomorrow at 11, I will know where Wyatt will go to school in the fall.

"Where Wyatt will go to school in the fall."
Seriously?

My heart aches.  He wants to go so badly.  He loved today so much.  He talks about going "in the fall"  all the time.  When I asked him tonight at dinner "what was your favorite part of today" he said, without hesitation, "SCHOOL"!
And he should love it, I want him to love it, his sister loves it...  and he's going to be awesome!  He's so smart! 

But he still likes to get into my bed in the middle of the night, just to snuggle.
And he has such fat feet most shoes don't fit him.
His fingers are so chubby and he drools all the time!
He's my BABY!!!

I know he'll be fine.  I know he'll be awesome.
How will I be?  Without my little buddy with me everywhere I go, all day long?  How will I drop him off and leave without him?
My baby boy...

One thing is certain - I am going to enjoy the hell out of him and his sister this summer.  Bring on the summer vacation!