Our sweet Isaac is going where no Krom kid has gone before: He is going to brick and mortar school.
Last night we went to his Open House and met his teacher, saw his desk, got his books and did all the things that tons of other parents have been doing for years.
His teacher is Mrs. S. She is young, newly married, dynamic and excited, and is exactly the type of teacher that Isaac will love. It was all very surreal.
She was so very nice and gave descriptions of her homework and grading policy, gym days, and uniform code.
Mostly everything she said she repeated in a handout, which was a good thing because I spent the time staring out the window with tears running down my face.
Because everything is changing. This decision should have been made for him for third grade instead of fourth grade. But it wasn't because I couldn't let go of the fact that what I offered him wasn't the best for him right now. That he needed a chance to spread his wings away from my protective nest. That being the middle of three boys born in three years really does effect him, and nothing I could give him at home could give him what he can gain by being on his own.
He is going to shine. Although this isn't the best decision for me, it is the best decision for him. And my boy is going to shine like you wouldn't believe.
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