PS My dear, beloved home school friends have long been telling me that I need to keep Etienne home. I have swallowed my pride and grasped the courage to write about this. Next post.
Thursday, May 30, 2013
...and it's gone.
Tuesday marked the end of an era. Tuesday was the last day that I had just a "Mommy Day," as Zeke called our time together. Tuesday was my Bigs' last day of school. I get them all four all summer long and then, come August, Zeke will head to kindergarten. I didn't shed any tears, but I did make sure we did all our favorite things together: cooking, a hike and a picnic at the zoo. I was very aware all day long, as he held my hand and talked and talked and talked, that this time has been so sacred. I am blessed with a husband that knew it best for our kids to have me until they went to school. I am blessed by an employer that allowed me a flexible schedule. I am blessed that we managed to navigate our schedules so that none of our kiddos ever went to a daycare. They all got "Mommy Days." Sigh.