September 26, 2009
My Schoolboy
Donovan has been in preschool for two weeks now, although between my hanging around for the first couple of days of transition and all the Jewish holidays this time of year, it doesn’t seem like he’s been away that much. Nonetheless, it’s pretty amazing to see the subtle ways in which he’s changed in such a short period of time. In my admittedly biased opinion, he was already an especially precocious and happy little boy even before he started. But his personality seems even bigger now; he’s so exuberant, running and laughing down the hall on his way to the classroom. And I didn’t think this was possible, but he’s more talkative than ever. The weird thing is, I’m not totally in-the-know about all of his little songs, stories and customs anymore. He has this whole other world that belongs just to him, and I think that’s pretty damn cool.
Also, I know this is the cliched, treacly stuff that diaper commercials and Hallmark cards are made of, but I can’t even put into words the feeling I get when he spots me coming to pick him up at the end of his school day and runs into my arms. I think about that moment sometimes when I’m lying in bed at night, or just spending some quiet time to myself (I get to do that now!) and I feel simply lit up from within. God, I love that kid. And yes, I’m well aware that absence makes the heart grow fonder.
