Ignacio woke up on Tuesday ready to rock and roll. First day of the last year of preschool. When I came out into the living room Angel had already dressed him and his hair was combed and his new shoes were on. He looked adorable. He insisted that Emilio be in every picture with him. He was adorable.
As we got into the preschool he found his name and made his way into the class. The kids were reading and playing and he clung to my leg for a few minutes just taking it all in. The new teacher asked if he wanted to play and he quickly joined. I approached Emilio who was already playing and told him it was almost time to go. He gave me a kiss as if to say goodbye and then I had to break it to him that he wasn't staying. Unfortunately, for him, he was going to have to leave with me every time like last year. I looked for Ignacio and found him sitting on a bench reading a book by himself and the tears came. As I paid close attention to his little back and the minature nature of his hands I realized how small he still is. I didn't want to leave him. He was too little and the world was too big but then the panic was over and I say my goodbye.
This time next year he will be gone all day to kindergarten and it will be Emilio's turn to stay behind. I pray for wisdom to continue to raise such good people who are kind, energetic and social. People who are compassionate, caring and willing to learn. Little people who will grow to be great men.
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