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Unnecessary Mama trauma

Take a good look at this kid....
Does he look like a kid his Mama should be worried about!?!
Nope. 
And yet, Monday night I laid in bed, sobbing, because this little boy was going into the big world - he was starting school for the first time. 
Look how little he looks!
Could I trust the "big" kids to not be mean on the bus?
Could I trust he would know where to go when he got to the school?
My precious little boy. 
He was so excited. I was so scared. 
I'm a teacher for Pete's sake!! Why am I scared to send my child to school!?!
Because I have to trust that I have given him the skills he needs to succeed. 
I am worried I'm too late and I forgot something he should already know. 
The worry that he may not succeed troubles me. I want him to be a great person - not perfect - but great, I want him to believe in HIMSELF. 
And more importantly, I don't want others taking any of his confidence away. 
But. I know he is strong. 
He is Our Caleb. 
God is with him as he starts his new chapter in life and I really believe Caleb will succeed in greatness. 
He is so loving, generous, funny, caring, proud, sincere, a great leader, is willing to learn, and a wonderful son. I believe Jon and I have helped him begin in these steps, along with the amazing "village" of people that have surrounded him the last 4.5 years. And now, God is telling me it is time for him to start soaring on his own. 

How God did you do it?
How did you let your son soar into the world?
It's hard. I love him so much. 
I want him to stay my innocent little one forever... 

Go into the world, wonderful little boy. 
Be great!
Be who You are - not who they think you are. 
Be Caleb
Be our son. 
We are so blessed to have you in our lives. 

Love,
Mommy

Ps- Caleb Loves school!!! 
:)

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