Two Words: Excuse Me

OMG!  I just over heard a cashier in a grocery store ask the woman in front of me, "When are you due?"  I was listening for a response as I am totally nosey.  

The customer ranted back, "Due for what?" 

The cashier quietly whispered, "Your baby, when is your baby due?"

"I'm not pregnant."

OMG.  Ladies, let's never ask eachother this unless someone looks like they're going to go into labor any minute.  I was so embarrassed for BOTH ladies, I got out of line and pretended I didn't hear any of it.

OMG.  

Pre-school Blues

It was the first time I've ever felt my heart fall to the floor.   Today was the day.  I just dropped my goofy grinned eldest son off at preschool for the first time.  It was one of the most exciting, intimidating, anxiety ridden days in his, I mean MY life. 

I cannot believe that I just left him in the hands of complete strangers that are going to have control of him for 4 hours.  What if he doesn't adjust well?  What if he hits other kids?  What if other kids hit him?  What if the other's don't want to play with him.......oh my gosh, I can't stand it.

Today I realized that Tyson starting preschool is a bigger deal than I thought.  I was thinking what a great time- he get's to have fun for 4 hours and I get to have a break for 4 hours. Perfect!  But now, I am understanding that it's more than that.  He is going to be socialized and taught things that I just don't have the energy or time for.  It's good for him.  This, I hope will be a positive experience for him and he will take those positive experiences and use them all througout his school career, even into college.  I want my kid to be a happy, smart, well rounded, open-minded individual who respects other people.  In order to do that, he needs to experience things away from his home life.  I don't want him to be a carbon copy mixture of his Dad and I.  I want him to be him.  

I just can't believe it seems like yesterday I was trying to teach him to say, Mama.  And now, I pick him up after lunch where he remains seated at the lunch table, with his hands neatly folded in his lap patiently waiting for me.  He sees me, and the smile on his face is priceless.  It's the smile that's for me only.  He runs over to me holding his too large lunch bag and nearly knocks me over with a big hug.  

I think about that hug the whole time he is there.  All I have to say is I hope he chooses a college close to home.  Or I'm going to need some serious therapy!