This is the second time around that I am doing these things but it counts as something new because it is with a different child. (Please don't forget I am doing 365 new things.) The first time was exciting and new and by the time I had two it was easier. It is not as tragic to do things with the first if you know you have another little one waiting in the wings for the next round. But here I am now...so excited for all that he is about to achieve but feeling all of the sadness that a Mom feels when her little baby is getting big.
I do ok for the most part. When I sort out the old size clothes for the new size I try not to let it bother me. When toys are too babyish I replace them with the next best thing. I have tucked away the picture books for stories and then for chapter books. I do ok. For the most part. But this one is going to be a toughie. For almost a decade I have lived for these two little wonders. I have made summers full of Letters of the Day and themes. I have done every craft project, read a bazillion stories and played a ton of games. This September they will both enter those doors at school and though I always look forward to the next stage and the new accomplishments we will all have...it just seems a bit sad already. It will be quiet. My tiny little sweethearts will both be gone. I am quite excited for the journey ahead but I can't help but look back at the path we have already walked...and feel a little sad that there will be no tiny hand in mine.
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