Trying on his uniforms.
Two more sleeps and my faakigaulu (nuisance) son is off to boarding school (meanwhile mom's card balance is zeroing in lol).
Uniforms, stationery, rugby gear, everyday wear. Oh my loife! But we shall definitely miss our tourist. :-) And the kids, especially the girls, will not miss his never ending teasing.
But as I tied his tie, and showed him how to do it...a little tear made itself known, my darling son is becoming a young man. One with a lovely sense of humor, athletic and talented, full of life and without a fear in the world. As much as I say I'm going to look forward to not having to make sure that he's not having a junk rampage, and that he's taken his used clothes to the laundry, and step in to stop his constant 'bullying' of his younger siblings, I shall miss him terribly much. We all will. Come Monday, we'll be bringing out the tissues.
So I said a little prayer for him. As parents we can only pray, support them in their decisions, help inform them well and be there when they stumble. Above all we must never keep them from exploring the world and searching for their dreams. No amount of money is ever equivalent to the life of a child and their future.
keep safe my darling boy. May God bless you and watch over you in your every step.
I look forward to meeting a disciplined, cultured, refined young man come December 2014.:)
Love you son. Xoxoxo
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