Yesterday I registered Taylor for kindergarten. I have to admit, it was bittersweet.
He's definitely ready, but then again, when one of the kinder teachers was ready to take all the kids around the school for a tour, he absolutely would NOT go without me. Even when I went with him, he would not let go of my hand, wouldn't talk to anyone, and hid behind my leg the whole time.
Thinking about it now brings tears to my eyes.
I mean, he'll be 6 when he starts kinder, but he's still so little. So little in such a big place.
But he's way too smart not to go to school.
Last night at dinner he was telling us all about his Easter candy that he got at school (daycare) and how he was going to share it with all of us. He explained how there were 4 eggs, and 4 of us, so we could each have one. The he went on for about 5 more minutes with all sorts of math and how if one of us didn't want one how he would divide the eggs. Or if 2 of us didn't want any, how he would divide them. And he was right every time.
Simple, I know. But still impressive.
When I told him how impressed I was with his math skills, he told me "yeah, I'm getting smart in my brain."
His kinder teacher will never be at a loss for laughs, that's for sure.