So we did our rights of passage. (which we are pretty sure had no effect but I digress.)
I stayed up late researching great lunch options for my allergen free child.
We made our checklists for our morning routine to help us succeed in being prepared for school and have a peaceful time together as a family before parting ways.
We did a devotion on the armour of God and how we need to be prepared as children of God.
Then came our first day of school.
Paul brought out the necklace that we got for Big. After he was in his uniform, Paul explained that we wanted to give him a token to be worn each day that will remind Big of who he is. He is a child of God, bought with the blood of Christ. Behind the cross, is a guitar pick with his name on it. He loved it!
So he was armed and ready, and it was time to let him go. I have cried so much over this for the last two years, I didn't cry when he left with Paul. Though periodically throughout the day, truly random things would make me cry. I'm a work in progress I guess.
Noah wasn't sad at all. He was so excited and ready to be in school. We are so proud of him and pray continually that God is watching over him and helping him make choices that will bring Him glory and honor. And when he messes up, that Big will know he can come to his dad and me and he will find love and forgiveness with us. That we will help him figure out whatever hard thing he faces.
I am now a parent of a kindergartner. School will rule my life for the next dozen or so years.
Whew, still not ready for that and school has already started.
Way to go Big!
I stayed up late researching great lunch options for my allergen free child.
We made our checklists for our morning routine to help us succeed in being prepared for school and have a peaceful time together as a family before parting ways.
We did a devotion on the armour of God and how we need to be prepared as children of God.
Then came our first day of school.
Paul brought out the necklace that we got for Big. After he was in his uniform, Paul explained that we wanted to give him a token to be worn each day that will remind Big of who he is. He is a child of God, bought with the blood of Christ. Behind the cross, is a guitar pick with his name on it. He loved it!
So he was armed and ready, and it was time to let him go. I have cried so much over this for the last two years, I didn't cry when he left with Paul. Though periodically throughout the day, truly random things would make me cry. I'm a work in progress I guess.
Noah wasn't sad at all. He was so excited and ready to be in school. We are so proud of him and pray continually that God is watching over him and helping him make choices that will bring Him glory and honor. And when he messes up, that Big will know he can come to his dad and me and he will find love and forgiveness with us. That we will help him figure out whatever hard thing he faces.
I am now a parent of a kindergartner. School will rule my life for the next dozen or so years.
Whew, still not ready for that and school has already started.
Way to go Big!