I traded shifts with a coworker today so I could be there when MiniWarrior got on the school bus for his first day of 4th grade.
I showed up at his Dad's house armed with a hairbrush and hairspray, ready to tackle the 9yr old miniwarrior hair.
While I was brushing his hair I leaned in and kissed him on his cheek.
"I have a Mom smooch!" He said clutching a hand to his cheek and flashing me a happy toothy grin.
"I'm so glad you are here, Momma." He said with a deep sigh.
"I wouldn't have missed this for the world, MiniWarrior. Momma wanted so bad to be here to see you go to your first day of 4th grade! You're getting so big."
"Yeah, I'm big alright. Almost as big as you, Momma!"
And he is. His head comes to my shoulder now. By the time he takes his first steps into 5th grade next year he will probably match me in height.
The school bus came and his stepsister and brother clambered on. MiniWarrior whirled around and came back to me.
"One more hug and kiss, Mom."
I wrapped him up and kissed him then shoo'd him onto the bus.
He climbed the bus steps then disappeared into the shadows of the bus.
As the bus pulled away I saw him wave and blow a kiss.
I caught his kiss, waved and blew a kiss back.
The bus pulled away with a grind of gears and a groan of its ancient engine.
Another school year has begun.
6 years ago