Rain

Tonight, I was caught in a rain storm. Me- "I love the rain, I love running in the rain. It is so hot, I wish it would rain." Soft rain begins to fall, soft rain turns to quicker rain. Me- "I hope that thunder and lightening does not accompany this rain." Then, comes the lightening, thunder follows. The quicker rain turns into sheets of rain all around us. The sweat mixes with the rain and burns my eyes. The rain feels like needles on my back. We wait under a high school awning. I play with a locust/katydid. I watch the ants. My mind turns over and over. Rain.

Ice Day at Nashville Zoo at Grassmere

On Saturday, we attended Ice Day at Nashville Zoo. We all had a wonderful time. The weather was cool and cloudy for most of the day. Zaid said "I love Ice Day." They had ice treats that you could make (sno cones). Zaid made a rainbow sno cone. Ice Age was the theme. There were tons of ice sculpture animals. Zaid loved to touch the ice sculptures. He played at the playground for most of the time. Tamer played with him a lot, I sat out a little, then I decided to take pictures and play too. I got a turn on the swing, I was going so, so high, Tamer kept pushing and pushing me, I felt like I was going to go to the sky. I have not had that feeling in a long time.

New Beginnings

Sad, emotional, overwrought with fear, intense sobbing all created my day today. Sending your first and only child to kindergarten......He tells me about how "so and so" was bad and they got sent to time out because they did not have any more stars....I begin to ponder home schooling for all the kindergarten......Somehow I think sometimes, there must be a better way? No child should be labeled as bad, this early on in school? Should they? Is that the only way to keep children under control? I wonder? I am saddened. Zaid appears to love kindergarten, would he still love it even if he were bad ?
I never want his sense of wonder to leave him. Everyone keeps telling me that this is the year that children grow up? He is five. I do not want hims to grow up in ten months. I always want him to be innocent.

I was informed that I could not walk with him into the school anymore....I know he is not scared at all, he practically ran to his class this morning, but that does not mean I am not scare. I AM very scared of him not needing me anymore.
*pondering the second day of kindergarten*