KillerMuffin
Seraphically Disinclined
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It's my son's first full day of first grade. He's just topped 4 feet in height and he's just so big. He was 4 pounds 6 1/2 years ago. Now he's huge. What the hell happened? He likes his teacher so far, he had half a day yesterday, and he's excited because he's got a desk instead of sharing tables. He'll get to ride his bike to school this year and that's got him very excited. Daddy will be riding along with him and it's not too far, so that's cool. I walked him to school today and he wanted me to walk him all the way to class. I wonder how much longer I've got. You know, how much longer until he stops thinking of me as the greatest mom in the world and starts thinking oh please, just walk a few feet away from me and pretend you don't know me, you're embarrassing me. Right now, I'm cool. I bet it stops soon.
I don't remember my first grade year at all. I don't remember most of my childhood. I have snatches of some grades and some places, but mostly it's dark. I was trying to remember so I could imagine what he might be doing right now. I'll just have to make educated guesses. I like to take a moment whenever to think specifically about one of my guys and imagine exactly what they might be doing at the moment. It makes me feel closer to them.
I don't remember my first grade year at all. I don't remember most of my childhood. I have snatches of some grades and some places, but mostly it's dark. I was trying to remember so I could imagine what he might be doing right now. I'll just have to make educated guesses. I like to take a moment whenever to think specifically about one of my guys and imagine exactly what they might be doing at the moment. It makes me feel closer to them.