Jobe had been insisting he didn't want to go.
Doesn't want to turn 5.
Doesn't want to grow up.
Last night was pre-enrollment.
We walked to the school.
He held my hand the whole way.
So I knew he was nervous.
One of the teachers asked him what his name was.He spoke right up.
A couple of months ago
he would have hid behind my legs.
He said: Jobe
I was surprised he didn't say: Jobie.
He even spelled his name for her.
I didn't know he could do that.
He writes his name.
I just didn't know he could spell it out loud.
Yah, me.
For teaching my kid things without knowing I did.
My other kids knew the alphabet.
Could write it.
Even read a little.
Before kindergarten.
Not so much Jobie.
I've still got a few months...
He is a great counter though.
I was a math teacher at one point.
His daddy is the writer.
He really should be the one to teach him letters.
Right?
I'm fairly certain I will have streams of tears.The first day of school.
But I didn't even get teary last night.
Proud of myself for that.
Ha!
I just asked him:
Jobie, did you have fun last night?
Jobie with a big nod: uh-huh!
Me: So are you ready for kindergarten now?
Jobie with another big nod: uh-huh!
Ok, now I think I'll go cry.
4 comments:
What a cutie! And Good Job Mom....they learn a lot without us knowing...don't they? Happy Spring Ya'll from Houston, TX
Yay Jobie!! Way to be brave! :)
I agree. I think the first day of school next year might be a little tough. But I also think that it won't take much getting used to. :) I like to think that I'm going to get a ton of projects done, but probably not. Might have to have Titus hide my Kindle. :)
Yea Jobie!!! Way to go, mom :)
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