3rd Grade Field Day {Oliver}
I can hardly believe that in just a week that Oliver will be finished with the 3rd Grade.
I will be honest.. Field Day is probably my least favorite school activity. I endured 7 of them with Sara and 7 of them with Brenna and 4 with Oliver so far. It is the one day of the year I really wish I could call in sick... Except as a mom we do not get sick days..lol.
I was thinking how much I did not want to be there, when Oliver saw me. His little face lit up. He started waving like crazy, pointing at me and telling his friends "Hey.. There is my Mom". At that moment Field Day became my favorite day ever. To see the excitement, the love and the pride he had for me made me feel on top of the world.
Then it hit me... I only have three more of these days with him. Only three more Field Days then he will be in JR. High. No more running up and hugging me, holding my hand and looking at me with all the love a nine year old has for his Momma. No more pointing me out to his friends like I am a rock star.
I made a promise to myself.. No matter how much I might not like a activity that my child is in.. Instead of dreading it I will embrace it. Even though at times the recitals, school functions, birthday parties and sporting events seem endless.. They aren't. In reality, there is not enough of them. And when they are done.. They are done. I will treasure every moment with my littles.. Even the unpleasant ones. I will soak in every smile. Every victory and every defeat. Some day, when they are all grown I will feed of these memories, reliving them and wishing that I could go to just one more hot, dirty, boring Field Day.
I will be honest.. Field Day is probably my least favorite school activity. I endured 7 of them with Sara and 7 of them with Brenna and 4 with Oliver so far. It is the one day of the year I really wish I could call in sick... Except as a mom we do not get sick days..lol.
I was thinking how much I did not want to be there, when Oliver saw me. His little face lit up. He started waving like crazy, pointing at me and telling his friends "Hey.. There is my Mom". At that moment Field Day became my favorite day ever. To see the excitement, the love and the pride he had for me made me feel on top of the world.
Then it hit me... I only have three more of these days with him. Only three more Field Days then he will be in JR. High. No more running up and hugging me, holding my hand and looking at me with all the love a nine year old has for his Momma. No more pointing me out to his friends like I am a rock star.
I made a promise to myself.. No matter how much I might not like a activity that my child is in.. Instead of dreading it I will embrace it. Even though at times the recitals, school functions, birthday parties and sporting events seem endless.. They aren't. In reality, there is not enough of them. And when they are done.. They are done. I will treasure every moment with my littles.. Even the unpleasant ones. I will soak in every smile. Every victory and every defeat. Some day, when they are all grown I will feed of these memories, reliving them and wishing that I could go to just one more hot, dirty, boring Field Day.
Just look at this beautiful face!!
I am the luckiest woman in the world to get to be called "Momma" by this little man.
This man is just amazing! He is what a teacher should be. He has only been at Oliver's school a few months, but in that time he has done amazing things for Oliver. I wish all teachers could be this wonderful and really care about the children in trusted to them the way he does.
The littles were so exited to be at big brothers school
And VERY excited to get to play at the play yard:)
By the way... Jeff did get to come also for a little bit of Field Day. I just was running after Colt and Lils at that point and did not get a picture of Ol's with his Daddy. I just want Oliver to know in the future that his Daddy made. That his Dad moves heaven and earth to be at all events for him.
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