I only cried a single tear when I saw him in his little graduation cap. I am proud of this because I was torn between scooping up Patrick, holding him close and whispering, “Please don’t grow up” and running up to his teacher, giving her a big bear hug and shouting to the world, “We DID IT! We survived the year from preschool Hell!” Both emotions tug at heart-strings in a way that brings tears. My baby is growing up so fast and we have gone through the trenches and made it out the other side victorious.
He still has two more days of school before he is officially done but the light at the end of this very dark tunnel is getting brighter. He didn’t get to stand on the square he wanted to while on stage and even though he folded his arms and pouted there was no fit and he snapped out of it relatively quickly.
Progress people. We are moving in the right direction. Two months ago I would have had to pull him off the stage kicking and screaming. He has come far. I am so proud of him. I am grateful for his teachers. And damn it, I am proud of TIm and me too. This has been the hardest few months of parenting we have experienced and we made it through.
Cue the Alleluia Chorus.
He was one of the most animated kids on that stage. He knew his lyrics and choreography well enough that he was able to look out into the audience instead of just watching his teacher.
Patrick, we love you more than you will ever know. You have taught us patience and resilience. You light up the room and bring so much joy to our family. You have gone from refusing to hold scissors to cutting and pasting like it is your job. You still only sign your name PJ but that is okay. I have to admire that you were clever enough to recognise that PJ is easier and faster to write than Patrick.
You are a charmer and a ham but you are also quiet and shy. That unique combination of traits makes anyone that you show the slightest bit of interest in feel like a million bucks. You have a rare gift. You can make someone feel like the most important person in the world. I hope you use your powers for good and don’t take advantage of your Mommy’s soft spot for you mischievousness smile.
Congrats buddy. You did it. Next year Kindergarten. I say bring it on. You will do great. You are a wonderful kid and there is nowhere else to go but up. I love you.