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On the Verge of Becoming a Kindergartner
To My Precious Son on the Threshold of Kindergarten,
I can hardly believe we’ve reached this moment. You’re sound asleep—your favorite toys scattered around you, and a sprinkle of kindergarten magic resting on your pillow. I’m certain there’s a secret pacifier hidden in your bed, just in case the shadows in the closet stir you awake tonight. I know the routine. Each morning, I tuck it back under your pillow, a little keepsake of your childhood that helps keep you feeling safe. If you keep my secret, I’ll keep yours.
Tomorrow is a huge day for us, buddy: kindergarten. Just typing that sends shivers down my spine. I’ve thought about this day nearly every day for the past six years. It always felt like it was miles away, and yet here we are—just hours away. While I know you’re more than ready to embark on this new adventure, I’m not so sure how I’ll manage.
For so long, I’ve pondered how to capture that classic “kindergarten, here he comes” photo. Should I go for something witty about what your teachers are in for? Or stick to the classic disbelief of how this is happening? But the more I think about it, the only words that really fit are simply: Thank you.
Thank you for being my shining light. Thank you for turning my world upside down and helping me discover my true purpose. Thank you for making me a mom. You’ve taught me to cherish the small moments, and ironically, to learn how to both love deeply and let go.
You’ll always be my greatest achievement and my first glimpse of unconditional love. I know it’s a cliché, but watching you grow truly feels like my heart is beating outside of my body.
Parenting is a wild ride. At first, you’re faced with this completely helpless little being who depends on you for everything. Those early days can feel overwhelming, filled with routines and doubts. I once read a mother say, “One day, I’ll look back and realize that I put you down for the last time.” I remind myself daily to savor these fleeting moments, knowing that in the blink of an eye, those sleepless nights and tantrums will be distant memories. I’ll be standing next to a young man ready to take on the world. And that’s when the real challenge begins: letting go.
Letting go is tough. It demands both faith and courage, and I sometimes feel lacking in both. The past six years have been about us—my free-spirited journey into motherhood. The photos, the blogs, the adventures—all of it was me living out the dreams I had for motherhood. But as you step onto that bus tomorrow, your story will truly begin. Your dreams will unfold, bringing you closer to being the big kid you’re destined to be, and further away from being my little boy.
I’ll miss our daily escapades, your little hand in mine as we navigate the grocery store, or snuggling on the couch watching “Curious George” marathons while the twins (pretend to) nap. But I know this new chapter will be worth it. I can’t wait to hear about the friends you’ll make, your new teachers, and “the school way” of doing things. It’s a bittersweet day, knowing that the bus is taking you one step closer to being all grown up. I can only sit back and hope that I’ve equipped you with what you need to tackle the big wide world waiting for you.
You’ve got this, champ! If anyone is ready to take on the world, it’s you! “Oh, the places you’ll go!” You are everything I ever wished for in a son—smart, funny, and a natural leader. You have a unique style and presence. Most importantly, you know how to be yourself—I hope you hold onto that! So tomorrow, as you climb onto that bus, I won’t cry over my little boy leaving; instead, I’ll shed happy tears of pride for the incredible young man you are becoming.
Tomorrow, you’ll wake up a kindergartner. I hope this school year marks the beginning of amazing adventures! Make new friends and discover exciting things! And remember Mommy’s rules: be kind to everyone, question everything, and always be yourself—minus the “poopy butt” talk and your obsession with toy guns.
Love you to the moon and back and beyond all the stars in between,
Love, Mommy