|Tractor ride with my special guy.|
As I got ready yesterday morning it dawned on me. This is probably the LAST farm trip I will be going on with a school group. What will be 'new' is the experiences my son and I will share on this particular morning. All of a sudden the field trip held a lot more meaning for me.
|Learning about how plants grow & planting our own strawberries.|
I started picturing the day when my kids will beg me NOT to go on the trips with their classes. My mother's own tale is that she went back to work when I was in grade 5 because I asked her to stop coming on all the fieldtrips with my class. I'm not there yet but I can see it in the foreseeable future. Slowly but surely I am getting closer to the end of an era, one where kids want their parents tagging along and are proud to show them off to their school friends.
At the time I signed up I did it because my son wanted me along and that was reason enough. In the future I will jump at the chance while I have it. In the end I savoured every last minute of a morning spent learning and exploring with my son, seeing him interact with classmates, teachers and leaders. How else would I know that he will use a friend's hair for comfort just as he'd use mine or his sister's if I hadn't been on this trip?
|A moment I won't forget.|
What I was reminded of is that it is the small things in life that make the biggest impact on us. I can put aside the 'to do' list, it will be waiting for me when I get back. What I can't put aside is this time and the opportunity to spend special moments with the ones I love. It is these moments that will create the memories I will cherish. It was a great morning and one I'm glad I didn't miss out on.