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Dear Mrs. I

Y’all, it’s been a while. And I’ve missed you. The truth is life is busy and writing is just hard sometimes. I am learning as I continue to journey through the seasons of motherhood that the space just isn’t always available to do all of the things you want to do. But, today I am here. And I have news.

Reeves started kindergarten this morning. And like any mama, I have a few things I want his teacher to know.

Dear Mrs. I,

We are so happy that you will be teaching and loving our little boy this year. I am sure it is not lost on you how important you are to all of these children. What you do and who you are shapes their opinion and love of school and learning for the rest of their lives.

I want you to know that Reeves is a special child. He is sweet, kind and helpful. He has a very tender heart and won’t always show you, but his feelings can be easily hurt. He is obsessed with dinosaurs. He loves to learn, to draw and do puzzles. He adores dogs, especially his own pups Tonka and Stella. He gets frustrated if things are hard for him. He has a lot of energy. He is creative and silly and loves to make you laugh.

The first day of kindergarten is a big day, but it is especially so for us. You see, we hadn’t planned on doing this today. We had a pre-K program all picked out that is amazing, and my mama heart was (somewhat) ready for that. We were thrilled when we got the call Friday that a space had opened in your classroom, but that also meant we were thrust in to the world of some really big boy stuff. Things I hadn’t even started to think about or plan for.

He will be with you all day today and he has never been with anyone but me for a whole day. For the last 1,871 days he has been my sidekick and partner in crime. All the things big and small that make up a normal day have been done with him by my side. I am going to miss him today.

I can’t wait to hear how his day was and what you taught him. I can’t wait to learn about the friends he has made.

Please take good care of Reeves. See all of the great things in him that I see and continue to help develop the qualities in him that will make him a kind and considerate young man. Be patient with him. Give him a hug if it looks like he needs one. I know I am going to need a few extra hugs today too.

Have a great year,

Mrs. L

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