Mommy is starting to have the blues.

Last night I was having troubles sleeping. I kept thinking about Carter going to Kindergarten. This year Milton Union is going to all day everyday Kindergarten. So here are some of the thoughts going through my head.

He's too little to ride a big school bus. I pray he doesn't get lost in the sea of kids and get turned around and then not be able to find his class. I pray his older sister is nice and shows him to class. Oh my he has to walk through the Junior High hallway to go to lunch, I pray he doesn't get knocked over by a middle schooler not paying attention. What if he cries? When he went to Preschool at CLC I could go check on him. I can't do that when he goes to Kindergarten. Will he be shy or will he open up in class to his teachers and classmates? How will he reach that hook to put his backpack up in his locker, it seems too high. Will he find his bus to get home? How will he get up in the bus because those are big steps?! Will he go to bed in time to get enough sleep? Can he make it through a whole day, 5 days a week.

Okay so this is running through my head and I know most of the answers already. He has to wear a tag the first couple of weeks with his name, address, bus number and teacher name. There are people helping the Kindergarteners get to the bus and to class. They even dismiss them before all other students so they can get on the buses first. I know Alyssa will be nice to him. I know his teacher will help him if he cries and over all I know he will be just fine. I mean you would think I would not be doubting so much since Alyssa has already been through this stuff. My mother reminded me that I was anxious when Alyssa first went to school too. I just don't remember it being this tough. He is my baby though. I mean how can my baby be old enough for Kindergarten? Really!

Then we have Alyssa going into 4th grade. I didn't think it was such a big deal until we went to Open House tonight. All the 4th and 5th graders have classes upstairs and I have never been upstairs before tonight. We went up there and it looked more like a middle school than an elementary. The expectations are higher and they get half of their subjects with one teacher and the other half with another. They are preparing them for middle school is what the teacher told me. WAIT! What did she say? I cannot possibly have a daughter old enough to need to prepare for middle school! Where has the time gone? I was just in school not that long ago. This just can't be happening!

I have been told time and time again that my children will be grown in the blink of an eye, mostly by my Granny. I believed her everytime.

It was a week...

So I realized it has been over a week since I had blogged and I started this thing to have a record of what goes on in my life. I figured it was time to update especially since the person who told me I should journal my life has been on my mind a whole bunch this week.

Last weekend had the really good and the really bad. Last Saturday morning my Granny went to be with the Lord. She lived to be 90! How amazing! That was the really bad (at least for me because it was good for her.) The really good was seeing the preschoolers sing at church. I love my job and I love all 100 plus preschoolers I work with. Of course many of them had that deer in the headlight look being up on the platform with the bright lights and hundreds of people watching but it doesn't matter if they sang or did the motions to the song. See they are preschoolers so they can just stand there and they are as cute as can be.

Monday was the viewing so more sadness. Alyssa had a rough time and of course Carter didn't really get it. Carter was very matter of fact about the whole thing. He said things like, "Granny is in heaven with Jesus" and "When is she coming back from heaven?" Alyssa cried a bunch and was quite sad but what a blessing too. I mean how many people have great great grandchildren at their funeral grieving them because they loved them so much!

Tuesday was just awful! I took Carter to the doctor because he had been coughing pretty badly for the past day and a half. I would normally wait it out a bit but I felt an undeniable nudge to take him (that would be God nudging.) Anyway it turned out to be pneumonia but we caught it early. Then there was the funeral which was more sadness on a whole different level then I have experienced before. We then came home to get more bad news from friends and then news that Brian's grandfather is not doing well at all.

The week had to get better from there! Thursday Carter had soccer practice and praise the Lord he didn't cough once during practice. In fact he is doing so much better in such a short amount of time! Thank you God for answering that prayer quickly! Friday was time with my family from out of state and it was nice to just hang out and not cry for once that week.

That is the bulk of the week in a nutshell. Now onto the next...