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My 'one week left at elementary school' son

So I've been pretty emotional lately, watching K. finish up his final few days at our beloved elementary school.

He had his last week on safety patrol a couple of weeks ago.

As much as he didn't want me to, I had to go over and take pictures... he's such a cute little safety boy...He's suddenly become the in-demand boy around the neighborhood - with babysitting gigs and lawnmowing and pet sitting jobs galore... he's in that glorious phase of being responsible enough to do stuff like that but not being so busy that he can't manage to fit it into his schedule like I've seen happen to a lot of high schoolers. He's available. And he's making lots of money.

His grades are up - after his last semester disaster of irresponsibility and poor choices. I can only hope he learned a lesson and we won't deal with that sort of dilema again... that may be overly optimistic. The kid is so smart. But lazy.

This week there's a sixth grade reception, a yearbook signing party, a graduation social and the final sixth grade confetti parade on the last day of school. It's a lot. But it's fun. I get choked up just thinking about it. I also am privy to some knowledge about an award he's getting at the final day assembly, so I've got to watch him accept that and try to keep my composure. It seems like he was just lining up outside the kindergarten classroom. What happened? Now he's all hairy and big and he eats HUGE bowls of cereal and text messages his friends a gazillion times a day. He's a young man where there used to be a boy.

I went downstairs to tuck him in the other night and laid down next to him in bed to get in a little snuggle time... let's just say he wasn't that into it... but I didn't give him a choice. As long as he's my son, I get to snuggle with him. Big and hairy or not.

Five days left of elementary school...

Five days...

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  1. Anonymous6:54 PM

    Oh great, I only started crying reading this, what a milestone for him, and you and Asia . achh

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  2. Susie2:31 PM

    we have these sixth graders that run the parking lot where Sarah goes to speech and they always seem like an important part of traffic running smoothly. K sounds like he's got a good on his shoulders. Praise God :)

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  3. Anonymous10:35 PM

    Cathy,
    Every time I think my boy (age almost 13) is too "old" for Mom time, he surprises me with his inching closer watching DVDs on the life raft (our big bed), his strong hugs saying good-bye in the morning, his willingness to sit on my lap (briefly) after school. I grew up in a family with 5 girls and no brothers. I'm still surprised and delighted about my boy's tender heart. I bet K's heart is possibly the same way. Keep hugging and snuggling....he wants it....:)

    HMBalison

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  4. Mary Jo 6:45 AM

    As a mom who's son is getting ready to start Kdg this year, I know the time is going to go amazingly fast!
    How hard that must be to move on to another phase but he seems like he really has it all together!!!
    And it's ok to lose your composure just a bit at those award ceremonies ;0)

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