As Bryce approaches his first day of school I am heartbroken...I'm not ready. Really it's absurd considering we waited to send him...but I'm not.
The last 6 years have flown by...and now as I am trying to enjoy them more...they go faster! How unfair that is!!
Last night Bryce was in the ER getting his arm in a splint...he broke it. The poor buddy! As he laid in our bed and slept next to Christian my heart hurt...he's so little still. Though he has grown tall and no longer needs my help to do things, he's still so very little.
Now he looks even more little with his arm wrapped up.I ran into a friend when we were school shopping. We both have kindergartners going to the same school. I voiced how sad I was and she echoed my sentiments especially since this was her baby. We might have to have a cry session together.
It is difficult to watch kids grow up...though it is so fun in the same breath. I love watching Bryce discover something else he can accomplish. It is exciting to see the anticipation build as they wait for something they want desperately. I know I will look back at all he's done and be so proud of him. I am already and he only has six years behind him.
