Waaaay back in the dark ages, when my dd first went off to preschool (I thought she was more than old enough to go at 3, but then looked back on photos and thought 'who would send such a baby off to preschool?), I did shed a few tears. We were never allowed into the school after saying our goodbyes. Bring them to the classroom, hand them off to the teacher and you're done. As time went on, you merely stopped the car, dd got out and ran up the walkway to the front door!!
Fast forward to kindergarten....as she got on that school bus, at the end of the driveway, I cried. I knew an era was over. So, really fast forward 13 years to last week. There I stood, with a bunch of other senior parents, cameras in hand, along the main street in town. Our seniors had a police escort through the center of town, down the main street, and into the school driveway to the upper parking lot. Their cars were all decked out, as were they. They all had on their senior tie-dye shirts on, with the most outrageous outfits you can imagine. Hanging out of the cars, hollering and hooting. And the parents, dads included, stood there, trying to stoically photograph it all. Well, there were a lot of tissues out.
So....next year, I will, yet again, cry as I drive away from my dd's college dorm. Life changes. But, that doesn't mean I can't cry when it does.
But, go along into the classroom with her? Ah yeah, not happening. Not my job as a parent. I have done plenty of volunteer stuff for her various school things...classroom mom, library volunteer and then long term sub, chaperone on trips, helping out at various school functions. Then, along comes high school...I'm at every football game, doing stuff for marching band. I am the color guard mom. I bake snacks for the band kids, I chaperone on the buses to away games. I work with the drama teacher in whatever way she needs me.
My issue???? What the heck am I going to do with my time when my dd goes to college next year?????