They're always a bit behind the times.
I kid.
It's a wonderful place, with caring teachers, big jars of tempura paint, and kid-size nooks and crannies. For three days a week, Owen gets to live in a larger world, one that belongs solely to him.
I wasn't prepared to feel any emotion about this. It's the same school, with most of the same friends as last year. It's preschool, for Pete's sake.
But--My God--where is my baby?
He already looks like the man he will be someday. The soft cheeks, the dimpled elbows--they belong to the son of my memories.
I thought he was so big when he was two---the age Joel is right now.
I didn't know that he could be so protective.
I watch my inquisitive first-born discover his world, and kiss him goodbye.
When I pick him up three hours later, I ask, "Which friend did you like seeing the most?"
He replies, "You, Mommy."
When Owen was just a distant hope, I taped this poem to the wall by my desk at work.
Every time I read it, I dreamed of being a mother:
You’re
Clownlike, happiest on your hands,
Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled,
Gilled like a fish. A common-sense
Thumbs-down on the dodo’s mode.
Wrapped up in yourself like a spool,
Trawling your dark as owls do.
Mute as a turnip from the Fourth
Of July to All Fools’ Day,
O high-riser, my little loaf.
Vague as fog and looked for like mail.
Farther off than Australia.
Bent-backed Atlas, our traveled prawn.
Snug as a bud and at home
Like a sprat in a pickle jug.
A creel of eels, all ripples.
Jumpy as a Mexican bean.
Right, like a well-done sum.
A clean slate, with your own face on.
My Owen. My son. My beautiful clean slate.
29 comments:
Aww. Sweet little boys. I hope he has a great first week. How they grow... Love what he said about his favorite friend. AWWWWWWW!
This post makes me cry...I know exactly what you mean and it's just adorable. Heart breaking and happy at the same time.
sniff, sigh. Beautiful. Just right.
I just melted! What a sweet little boy you have and adorable to boot. Now I have to go squeeze my kids. :)
"You, mommy" - I swoon. He is going to be a great man someday.
What color is the paint on your wall in the first few photos? Looks like a good color.....can I see more photos of the color?
And of course the kids are 100 different kinds of adorable!
Little boys are certainly something special, aren't they?
Stop making me cry, Nancy!!!
I love these pictures. He looks so handsome on his first day.
And I totally thought Joel's shirt said "The Devil" at first.
I hope my Owen, my grandson, grows up to be as sweet a boy as your Owen.
What a love!
Which friend did you enjoy seeing most??
You, Mommy!
~Melting!~
Aw, "You mommy"! How sweet is that!!
Very sweet post. I read, "He already looks like the man he will be someday," and thought, oh, there's a poem in there, and then scrolled down to the Plath poem (love her!), and see you are thinking along those lines, too. Write your own with the line above -- it's great.
As usual, you wrote something that was beautiful. Stop it, will you?
Oh my, he's SO sweet!! I love the pictures.
Before you know it, you'll be sending him off to college. Time flies. My three children are grown, so I speak from experience. Take lots of pictures.
Aww I miss when my youngest started school. Your boys are adorable.. found ya at Erin's place
You just had to throw that Sylvia Plath quote in there, didn't you? Did we already discuss The Bell Jar is my favorite book ever? this post made me cry. And it's not that time of the month, either.
*small snicker*
You know it's funny, you write this sweet and touching post about your son going off....and I couldn't wait til my sons went off!
I think I'm missing something here.
The boat?
hee hee
I've been reading all the sweet songs that mommy bloggers have been writing these past few weeks to their little ones and every time, they make me cry, remembering those lovely days. Your clean slate was a beautiful tribute, indeed.
My girls were that pint-sized and full of great, squashing hugs, I swear, it was just yesterday.
But not really.
My oldest girl is in her 2nd year of college. These days you have will whoosh by with the strength of a Cat 5 hurricane. Trust me on this. Through your words, I can tell you are taking great care with each one of those precious days. Enjoy.
I have yet to post about my "baby" boy preschooler who started last week. But I did already create a comparison picture for the post of when he went last year to this year and he as grown SO much!! It's crazy how much they change right before our eyes.
He's adorable and the pic of him hugging his friend is just too sweet. I hope he has a great year!
Beautiful! Why do they have to grow up??!!
i completely understand the emotion behind this, especially your last few sentences. i know.
My baby girl started preschool last week. Part of me is exuberant for twelve hours of peace and part of me is absolutely destroyed that she runs into class without even a goodbye.
He is a very handsome, grown-up looking boy. And I love, Love, LOVE the poem. But I really love that you are his favorite friend!
Congrats, Owen and congrats, Mom.
:-)
Traci
Oh what a beautifully written post Nancy. Owen really does look so very grown up next to his brother and you can see the man he will be and how he will look too I agree. So many changes, so very fast.
So sweet! Love the poem btw great choice:)
Enjoy it!! My boys are now 3rd and 4th grade and I miss my babies!! They have so much fun at school and recess I would pay to be a fly on the wall! This gave me memories of when they were little!! So adorable and now I'm afraid to blink and miss them growing up! What a fun loving Mom!!
OMG your boys remind me so much of my own! SCARY!!
And why is it the older one looks so young and innocent until you put a little brother next to him? haha
The hugs. Oh the sweet hugs. Get me every stinkin time. Doing a great job, mommy.
Great post and your boys are so adorable!
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