Letting go

All parents have those days when they fantasize about getting their kids out of the house. But when it actually happens, it’s often a bittersweet moment. My 3-1/2 year old son started preschool this week. He didn’t want to go. I know this because he said, “I don’t want to go.” While part of him was intrigued by the idea of attending school like some of his friends, the cling-on part of him didn’t want to go anywhere if he couldn’t be with me.