Too early for empty nest

Okay, someday I am going to have some serious empty-nest syndrome going on. The morning went well. Tobey woke up in a good mood, had breakfast, got dressed and we were out the door. No time for our cuddle-cuddle in the rocking chair why we watched some toons and he sipped on his soymilk. No we were rush-rush this morning as I encouraged him to eat his breakfast while I got his sack lunch together. We made it to KDO only about 10 minutes late. He was apprehensive as we walked toward the nursery area and cried out when we entered his room. I kneeled on the floor with him and he promptly sat on my purse as if to say "Momma your not going anywhere, you can stay right here". And I did. How could I leave my precious child. I chatted with his teacher and we talked about the routine for the day. Tobey eventually stood up and worked his way toward the toys and I sneaked out unnoticed. As I made my way out of the building tears welled up in my eyes and I rushed to my car very annoyed at myself. Why am I crying? This is a good thing. My previous dreams of him learning so much from the other kids turned into visions of him learning how to hit, bite, pull hair, and throw a tantrum more effectively. What have I done to me my sweet and sheltered and loving little boy? That's when I realized the empty-nest thing was happening to me, only decades too early. So I am thankful for the baby steps we are taking right now because leaving me for good is going to tear me apart.

In the rush this morning I didn't even snap a picture of his first day. So these are just random pictures from yesterday's nap and dinnertime.


I walked in his room and the first thing I noticed-feet. I had to get a picture


I love this sleep pose. He looks like a big boy.


Serious bedhead


He threw his pacifier out of the bed and thought it was really funny.


My little blonde surfer boy can eat him some corn dog