First day of Kindergarten--take two (Cameron's turn)

Today was a big day in the life of Cameron.

He started kindergarten.

I remember the day Colin started like it was yesterday. (I remember how Cameron was such a goofball all day, making me laugh at every turn.  Even at three years old, he knew Mommy was sad--and he knew he was just the boy to cheer me up!)  I know all parents say that about every milestone, but I really feel like I blinked and two years have passed.

Though I shed several tears yesterday, and quite a few (in hiding) today, I did much better today than I did with Colin--but, in all fairness, Cameron was only gone for an hour and a half. Monday is the first full day--so, we'll see if I'm singing the same "I'm okay!" tune then. *grin*

To start the day, I grounded myself with my normal morning quiet time. I knew I would need it, and it was amazing--my daily reading was from Jeremiah, where I came across some of my favorite verses of all time: verses 11-14 of chapter 19. They read:

"For I know the plans I have for you," says the Lord. "They are plans for good, and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope. In those days, when you pray, I will listen. If you look for me wholeheartedly, you will find me; I will be found by you," says the Lord.

It was very moving and comforting to me to know that, even in what would be considered a very mild trial of 'losing' my child to school, God's promise was for good things in my life, and in Cameron's....and that He was listening.  Even when there was no audible speech--He was listening to the sound of my tears hitting the bathroom floor when I couldn't muster any words to pray. He knows all of our griefs, and promised to carry us through--the big ones and the little ones.

Speaking of good things--I decided the first day of school should be celebrated with some donuts. *grin*

After a yummy breakfast (which I did not feel guilty about in the least, knowing they would be back home before the poor teachers would experience the sugar crash) we snapped a hundred few pictures. 

I can't decide if I like this one....

....or this one the best. Either way--I'm pretty sure I have a framer on my hands!

{Seriously--I am one incredibly blessed Momma to have these amazing gifts!}

The boys had to show off their Bears backpacks!

Cameron....oh, Cameron. How I will miss your goofiness and your wise cracks all day long!

I can't get over how big Cameron is--almost as big as Colin!

My two little men

Then, it was outside to snap a few pictures in front of our special tree.

I love this one.

First stop at school? Dropping this little man off at his second grade classroom! I did alright--until I hit the doorway to take him in the room. Good thing there was a box of Kleenex right in the entry way! I was able to dab the tears away before he saw them. We snapped a quick picture, and then I was off....

....to the K-5 room! We were greeted by an 'Old West' theme.

Cameron immediately searched out and found his desk.  

It is in the very back of the room...and I'm fairly certain that that won't last long! *snicker*

We are so fortunate to have Mrs. W. again! Colin had her--she is an answer to my prayers! A wonderful woman. I'm looking forward to another year with her! She made Cameron feel welcome right away.

He found his hook....

....and his supply box....

....which he immediately began loading. I have to admit, it was very cute--he was so excited.

Pausing for one last shot before Mrs. W. called things to order!

The children met on the rug. As excited as he was, 

you can still see the uncertainty on Cameron's face in this picture.

But he quickly got into gear, answering some questions....

....and even introducing himself when it was his turn.

I quietly hugged him goodbye, told him I would be back in an hour, and slipped out of the room. As much as I thought it would get easier with each child, today proved just the opposite. Good thing I kept that Kleenex from before handy. I needed it.

Just as I was composing myself, I got a glimpse of this:

and I realized that it would be another blink before both of these two were walking these halls as well.

We got back home. To the mess from the scurry of the morning; to the dark of the house from the cloudy day; to the quiet.

Too much quiet.

And I shed a few more tears.

And then? 

In that moment, I realized....then, there were two.

Lord, please give me the strength to get through the tears. Through these days adjusting to missing my two oldest babies....and give me the courage to continue on, knowing You are right beside me; beside Colin; beside Cameron. Thank you for this special time with my two youngest babies--and please, please help me to use it wisely.

I love you, Cameron! Immensely. I miss you already. 

But I am excited for this year, and excited to see how God uses you to bless so many 

others--the way you have blessed me for these last five years while I have had you at home!