I didn’t think that Jacob going to Kindergarten this year was going to bother me. I really thought that I would deal with it fine and that it would happen without much emotion from me. Then, I walked into Jacob’s bedroom at bedtime last night and he was clutching his purple blanket and his stuffed dog, Talktus, tightly and sobbing quietly. I sat down beside him and asked him what was wrong. He said that daddy told him that Kindergarteners don’t have blankets so when he got to kindergarten he shouldn’t have to sleep with his blanket any longer. He then looked up at me, with big tears in his eyes, and said "Mommy…if I can’t have my blanket, I don’t want to grow up very badly." It just broke my heart. I, of course, told him he could keep his blanket for as long as he needed it and that he did not by any means have to stop sleeping with it in Kindergarten. Then, we came down to have a talk with Daddy, who totally didn’t mean anything that he said and thought that Jacob knew he was just playing with him.
So yeah…kindergarten isn’t going to be so tough. Yeah, right. This whole growing up thing is going to have me sobbing buckets!