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Graduation Day

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Tonight, my baby boy graduates from 5th grade. He has exactly one week of elementary school remaining before joining the middle school ranks. On Tuesday, he and I met with the band director to select an instrument for Zed to learn. We tried the trumpet, the trombone, the option of euphonium, the french horn, and the saxaphone before finally settling on the clarinet. Zed will be 11 in just two weeks. Marching toward being a teenager, still acting like a goofy kid sometimes. Wavering between being trustworthy and not-so-much. Wickedly smart, he'll be in Honors Math next year. He's a scientist, an aspiring astronaut (or professional basketball player), a big brother (begrudingly at times), a cousin (so gentle with his 3-year old niece), a sensitive soul. He's starting to smell like a teenage boy, with stinky feet and hair. He still (thank goodness) doesn't have much interest in girls. He loves Jurassic Park, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars and lately Superman. While I sometimes have to pry him off the couch with a crowbar, he loves to play outside, any kind of chase or ball. He'll hold my hand in the car, or cuddle with me on the couch, but in public I'm the ultimate embarassment. "Mom! You're embarassing me! Stop it! Look at all the people around here!" Even if he doesn't know a single soul. I remember his first day of kindergarden. The blue plaid shirt and khaki shorts that he wore. The little tennis shoes. His hair all done and sprayed down, just the way he liked it. His Star Wars backpack. I walked him in to the classroom, and although he'd attended daycare for some time, it was so hard to leave him. But he sat down on his carpet square and was ready to learn. Cue my exit to leave, yet I lingered. Watching my boy begin his learning experiences and his first steps toward being not such a little boy.

5/18/2006 09:24:00 AM :: ::
13 Comments:
  • Sweet post. :)

    Common lore is that girls get harder when they hit puberty, but boys get easier. Here's hoping it's true for you in Zed's case.

    By Blogger Suburban Turmoil, at 5/18/2006 10:20:00 AM

     


  • Oh my God, you had me all teary eyed! Don't do that again.

    It's so hard that they're growing up so fast. Plus, that makes us really old. Damn it!

    By Blogger Jolynn, at 5/18/2006 11:37:00 AM

     


  • actually, you had it right the first time, he is your baby and don't ever forget that. my first baby will be starting third year university in the fall, how did that ever happen?
    congrats on his graduation!

    By Blogger Better Safe Than Sorry, at 5/18/2006 01:08:00 PM

     


  • Aaaaw, these "graduation" milestones are bittersweet aren't they? First day of kindergarten - *SNIFF*!

    My Wolfgang is just finishing 5th grade too, and will be playing clarinet in the band, and loves Star Wars and LOTR, and will cuddle but does NOT like PDA's and.... Do I know you from somewhere???

    By Anonymous abbynormal, at 5/18/2006 01:53:00 PM

     


  • exciting, and scary as hell, it is... he can be a scientist with my son (wrapping up 6th grade now)!

    By Blogger Uisce, at 5/18/2006 03:17:00 PM

     


  • awwww. All these memories just came flooding back after reading this. He sounds like a great kid! Pat yourselves on the back and here's to next year... good luck!

    By Anonymous Laura, at 5/18/2006 04:50:00 PM

     


  • Aw, great memories. And so much more to look forward to. Which, is kinda scary! You'll be great, you have a great partner to help you through all this.

    By Blogger Carnealian, at 5/18/2006 05:33:00 PM

     


  • That was lovely, Lass. Just... lovely.

    By Blogger Bone, at 5/19/2006 10:03:00 AM

     


  • Beautiful tribute. My baby just graduated kindergarten and I was all tears.

    By Blogger used*to*be*me*, at 5/19/2006 12:11:00 PM

     


  • When I entered middle school, I didn't know if I was supposed to play the coronet or the clairinette. I ended up with the coronet.

    By Blogger MarkD60, at 5/19/2006 09:55:00 PM

     


  • Just a thought...
    If Zed really enjoys playing, seriously consider a "double" reed instrument such as oboe or bassoon.
    Colleges are always looking to give anyone that plays these intruments well a nice collegiate ride.
    Glad graduation went well. The years are flying. Sarah is already home from her first year. Sheesh...

    ~Michaelm

    By Anonymous michael, at 5/21/2006 06:10:00 AM

     


  • He looks just like you! Congrats to Zed!

    By Blogger Indigo, at 5/24/2006 09:22:00 AM

     


  • He's gorgeous, and so is this post.

    By Blogger Raehan, at 5/27/2006 09:56:00 PM

     


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