Some may try and tell us that this is the end of an era. But what they overlook is that in America, every day is a new beginning, and every sunset is merely the latest milestone on a voyage that never ends. For this is the land that has never become, but is always in the act of becoming. Emerson was right: America is the land of tomorrow. ~Ronald Reagan
Watching Kyle grow up and being an integral part of his life has been a delight. I mean that with all sincerity. Some milestones have been easier to take over others. Example, when Kyle graduated from diapers to the potty. Score! That was time to celebrate! However, this most recent milestone is bittersweet, the seventh grade.
Kyle is in the junior high school! He is twelve and he is a preteen. Where has the time gone? In conjunction with this milestone, we also hit another, independence. Yes, for the last couple of years Kyle has been showing baby steps towards maturing and showing subtle hints of independence, but this one threw me off guard. Every year since Kyle was in kindergarten, actually I think preschool, I have watched him get on the bus. So naturally I thought this year will be no different. To be honest, I thought this might be the last year, of course I believe I’ve said that about the previous year too. Regardless, I was planning on hanging out with him early in the morning and seeing him off to the seventh grade.
Boy was I wrong! I asked Kyle what time the bus was picking him up and what time I should be there. He just kind of gave me an awkward grunt, the kind you do when you don’t want to hurt someone’s feelings yet you’re not backing down of your plan of action. He said, “Umm that’s ok Aunt Heather, I’m good.” What? That’s what I say to someone when I don’t want to say ‘no’ yet say ‘no’! It was just used on me?
Well, that was early on this past weekend. I thought, surely he would think this through and change his mind. Naturally, not letting the topic go, I said, “You sure buddy you don’t want me to be there to watch you on your first day of school?” Then, I went into a dissertation of how his Aunt Nikki, his Gigi and me all paid for him to go to preschool for two years. And how I’ve been a driving force for him and his grades, as well as my family, for all these years. I also stated that it’s been tradition for me to be there to see him off for his first day of school. I even tried to assure him that I would stand a side and not be an embarrassment. He probably didn’t believe that, even though I meant it to the best of my ability.
Nope, Kyle would not budge. All he replied was, “Umm that’s ok, I’m good.” Yep, Kyle made a decision and was sticking to it. That I can respect. How can I not, when he is showing that he is maturing and wants to be responsible for himsel?. Ok, buddy I get it, kinda.
But again let’s be real, I’m his Aunt Heather and the understanding is in the details. I went down the checklist, “Who’s getting you up?” Himself. “Who’s seeing you onto the bus?” Himself. “Who’s getting you breakfast?” He said that he can get something at the school, which I advised him to grab a banana, apple or make himself at least cereal to ensure he has something in his tummy. That is the last thing he needs, to be hungry all the way till lunch! Everyone knows that wouldn’t fly with me! Not a good way to start off the day, skipping out on fueling up the body. Kyle, being Kyle, also had to work out the details as to not break any rules or get in trouble with the breakfast situation. He commented, “Ya I guess I can eat on the bus to school, I don’t think the bus driver cares. I can just toss my peel out the window. Or I can eat some of pappy’s ribs!” That gave me a chuckle! Only Kyle worries about such small details. Helping to put his mind at ease, I said “Just pitch your peel in a trash can in school. If you choose to eat the ribs that will help you go till lunch, not a bad idea!” He thought about that and was fine with my advice. Then the ultimate question, “Who’s planning out your outfit?” Himself! Now that scares me more than anything. As much as I pride myself on my ability to dress cute, stylish and couture, Kyle does not have that knack nor does he care. Even dad, who is strictly a jeans, under shirt and plaid shirt type of guy, always has his top tucked in, belt on and never dresses sloppy. Kyle on the other hand, has a different style to himself all together. One I have yet to fathom!
Maybe that will be Kyle’s next milestone. Seriously, I can’t wait for that one!
Regardless, Kyle has a full schedule already, going into advance math, taking a language, hope it’s French, and whatever else the day brings. I’m sure Kyle will have a great first day of school, after all he is equipped with The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King book to keep him entertained throughout the downtime. I hope to see many more milestones from Kyle! He is a bright and caring young man with a future of possibilities.
Milestones have their place in life. Even if they appear to be initially bad, there is always something good in them, a lesson or a pathway made for more milestones. I guess I just need to be here to help him through any rocky paths and guide him in the right direction. Love you buddy! Enjoy seventh grade!