in less than twelve hours
my sweet trent
will officially be a preschooler.
our house is electric with excitement.
but I find myself sipping ginger ale
and having constant conversation with my God.
my prayer is that he will be a light in his school.
a joy. a good listener. a good friend.
that he will share. and laugh.
and eat only the dairy free food I am sending along.
that he will remember to use the potty. and wash his hands.
that he will keep his clothes on.
and that he will find the awesomeness in learning.
is that a word? if not. it should be.
and most of all. remember everything that happens.
so he can share with me as soon as I get home.