First Day of Preschool

                                                                     "It turns out Mama,

that I'm growing up

and going to Pre-School."

   That's what he said to me. 

And then he went. 

And, he loved it.

(outside Mrs. Malia's house)

Lincoln was born smart. I am not worried about him excelling in school, as he can already write his letters, and some of his numbers. He can read quite a few sight words, and he is really, really good at sounding out new words.

If I was to worry about anything, it would be the classroom stats: 11 boys and one sweet girl. Other than that, no worries. 

He is growing up. I don't get a choice.

I hate it

and I love it

But, for as long as I can I'm holding on to this sweet boy who still lets me sing him to sleep.

I love you Lincoln Daniel.