First day of preschool

My little boy, you are still asleep upstairs and soon I will wake you up for your first day of preschool. I'm trying my best not to cry and instead think about the 3 hours a day, 3 days a week that I will have to myself but I cant seem to get past the fact that I will be without you for 3 hours, 3 days a week and tears are already hitting the keyboard. Did you have to grow up so fast, do you have to be such a big boy? Don't you want to stay here with mommy and play with me instead of going off to school and learning new and exciting things, we have snack time here, we read books, we play, we....OK I know you need to venture out on your own. My camera is ready to take lots of pictures, your vitamins are on the counter ready for you to take, your breakfast is awaiting you along with orange juice so you will have lots of energy for your day, your backpack is packed with an extra pair of clothes, and now Im thinking that someone should be holding my hand to get me through this day. Preston, we are so proud of you and we know that big things await you. You will make lots of friends and have so much fun. I promise not to embarrass you to much this morning and to be on time each day to pick you up. I promise that this is just as hard on me as it is you and just as exciting as well. I love you son and remember your manners, give your teachers a break, try not to fart or burp and for goodness sakes when you do don't announce it to others like you do at home, have a great time and be kind to the little girls. I love you and I'm proud of you, go out there and give em' hell son!!!