My dad and brother will be joining us in a little while for a small Labor Day cookout--green chile bacon cheeseburgers, chips and homemade salsa, beer, sodas, caramel apples--and I know that once they're here, the rest of the night will just fly by in the blink of an eye. Eating, visiting, talking, laughing...kitchen cleanup, baths, bedtime stories...and by the end of it all I'll be crawling into bed just as exhausted as the kids.
And then I'll wake up, and it will be morning.
It will be Dylan's first day of Kindergarten.
I feel so unprepared for that.
I've got our lessons planned, the school room stands waiting, the supplies are ready...it's my heart that wants more time.
More time to hold on, just a little longer, to the baby he used to be.
More time to ready myself, just a little more, for the letting go I know I have to do.
I am so glad he'll be here by my side for his very first day of Kindergarten. I am so blessed to have the privilege of being his Mommy and his teacher. I pray for the grace to be made worthy of the honor.