Well, it's official! I've turned into my Mom. I was kind of suspicious a few months ago- but now I have confirmed it. Yesterday the boy brought home his first ever report card. It's funny because in kindergarten they do not, apparently, give letter grades. A teacher conference is scheduled and they send home your copy of the report card with your conducts and PE grade. He received a complimentary comment from his homeroom teacher and a great big S (for satisfactory) in PE. Our conference is scheduled for tomorrow and we will be meeting with his cluster teachers (3 of them).
As my husband and I looked over the report card-the thought of every movie parent looking at their childs report card crossed through my head.
I also thought about my mom. All those years of looking through our report cards. I wondered if she felt the same anxiousness that I did when I opened the envelope and took it out- and the same amount of pride that I did once I saw that he had good marks. I am sure that she did- as every other parent taking interest in things that their child can accomplish would. It was a good feeling- although purely selfish- to know that this little person that you created together- is out there doing things on his own- and being recognized by others for it.
I know that there will be other report cards down the road that may have some things in it that we will not be too thrilled with, but that is the trip...good and bad. I know that we will always be proud of the boy's accomplishments- no matter what they are and no matter how big or small.