Graduation Day

Cody graduated from Southampton Elementary Preschool today - June 17, 2011. It was a very bittersweet moment for this mommy. It was bittersweet for a lot of reasons.
Sweet, because this was huge, nine months of his life. I have watched him grow, learn, and change. When he started he couldn't write his name, now still with difficulty, but he can. Also he can:
*count all the way to hundred
*Sing countless songs
*Knows his alphabet
*can draw/paint and color much better then before
*Can "build" better then before
*plays with other children more (which is a huge improvement)
*He is getting really good a phonics and rhyming and can "read" really simple words. Which I find fantastic.
*He can get undressed and dressed all by himself. He only has issues with real buttons.
*He can hit a softball when you throw it. (Not just tee-ball style)
He is an amazing little boy with so much light. So much energy. Every day he does or says something that makes me laugh and makes me take a moment and say, thank you. Thank you for allowing me to be the mother of  this precious amazing little person. I am so blessed.

This is a bitter moment too though. First and foremost that he will have another graduation next year. We still feel, with the impending move, and with his continuing delay, that it will be best for him to start Kindergarten at six. Still, when he was up there singing a song about going to Kindergarten I cried.

His "friends" whom I never really met for one reason or another but he will never see them again. I know, he is four, still. Its sad. He will never walk down those halls again (unless he chooses to do so when he is adult).

They were all up there, saying what they wanted to be when they grow up. I couldn't help but wonder, how many will see their dreams come true. Its depressing, I know, but for a moment that thought was there. All these innocent little faces. And for a moment I was sad that I won't see that same group up there for high school. It made me kind of mad all over again that we moved down here. My son should have had a home to grow up in and a school to go to his whole life. Like I did. I feel awful that we didn't give that to him. I am, of course, comforted to know that since we are doing preschool again, he will have the same group...still...It weighs on you as a parent. All the choices you make...even the little ones.

Anyway, enough of my exhausted pondering. It was a happy day. He did wonderfully, sang beautifully was so super adorable. He really is growing up and time is moving so fast. Before I know it, I will be writing about his high school graduation.