Pre-School Boy

my baby started pre-school.

WHAT ?!?!

*insert freaking our emoji*

i really thought he would freak out,

he's a real big mumma's boy.

i thought he would cry hysterically, run to the door, call my name, beg me not to leave him

but

HE DIDN'T !

i was the run who cried hysterically (once i got to the car),

didn't want to leave and watched him play by the door,

the two older boys had to pull me out of the pre-school to take them to school.

i thought we had a good run him and i.

i thought i meant something to him.

but he waved me off without a care in the world.

i am super proud of him.

i love the little independent boy he is becoming.

he is getting ready to conquer the world day by day.

his little smile and cheeky laugh get me every time.

i love his curls and red hair.

they represent his personality the best.

he is confident, brave, courageous, boisterous, loyal, a firecracker and fierce

and i'm so glad he is mine (for now).