Overheard today under The Big Top:
Daniel: Are you proud that I’m going to start 6th grade next week?
Mom: Very proud, Daniel. And very excited too. How about you?
Daniel: Yeah. But I don’t think I’m ready for 8th or 9th grade.
Mom: Of course you’re not ready for 8th and 9th grade. You need to work through 6th and 7th grade first. One grade at a time son.
Daniel: You’re right mom.
Mom: Of course I am. I’m sure that you will make 6th grade life yours.
Mom: Yeah. The odds are in your favor.
Daniel: Like when I was born?
Daniel: Like when I was so small that I fit in your hand?
Mom: Yes. You were born with incredible odds against you and yet one by one you beat down those odds. You beat things when you weighed just one pound that most people will never face in their lifetime. 6th grade life? You’ve got this, son.
Daniel: …smiles and hugs his mom…
And then we bring out his NICU memory box from the back of his closet because sometimes lately he wants to remind himself of where he started from.
Daniel: I was really THIS small?
Mom:: You were indeed THIS small!
Started from the bottom…
Bring it on 6th grade life…bring it on.
Oh, and, OMG my little boy, the baby boy who really did fit into my hand the day that he was born, is starting 6th grade next week!!!