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May 14, 2013

First Day of School

Filed under: Parenting,Personal,Pictures — Adam Heine @ 7:36 AM

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In Thailand, school starts in May. So today is the first day of school for all but our oldest girls.

And for the three youngest boys — Josiah, Nathan, and Isaac — it’s the first day of school EVER. Since Cindy teaches English at their school two days a week, that means it’s just me with Anica and Asia a lot more now.

What’s weighing on my mind the most is Isaac. We’ve sent lots of kids to school, but Isaac is our firstborn. One of us has always been with him for nearly all of his life. We had planned to homeschool him. Really, we had planned to homeschool all of them, but Thailand’s Ministry of Education won’t let us homeschool foster kids. And as Isaac saw his brothers going to school, he smiled at us and said, “I get to go next year with Nathan and Josiah, right!”

What am I supposed to say to that?

It’s a good decision. I know it is. But whereas you see six ridiculously cute kids in school uniform, I see my worst fears come to life.

At least I still got Anica, right? RIGHT?

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6 Comments »

  1. It is amazing to see how much Joel, Samuel and Josiah have grown. They are not the little babies that we first met at Ban Suk Jai. It is wonderful to see them thriving in a loving family with lots of brothers and sisters. Thank you for loving these precious children. Send them our love.

    Narelle & Glenda

    Comment by Narelle Lewis — May 14, 2013 @ 7:44 AM

  2. So, SO CUTE!!!!! I’m sure they will LOVE school, and I’m also sure that there will still be plenty of homeschooling going on. Miss and love you all!

    Comment by Diane — May 14, 2013 @ 8:30 AM

  3. I miss them so so much. I can’t wait to see them. They have grown up so so much. 😀 ❤

    Comment by Alyssa — May 14, 2013 @ 8:32 AM

  4. What a picture. One you will cherish for life!!

    Comment by Opa — May 14, 2013 @ 9:52 AM

  5. Poor daddy.

    Comment by Grandma Jean — May 21, 2013 @ 12:07 AM

  6. Wow. I’m here so late. Whenever I think of the terrible pain of watching my children grow up and leave, even in small ways like kindergarten, I think of Kahlil Gibran:

    “…Your children are not your children.
    They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
    They come through you but not from you,
    And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
    You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
    For they have their own thoughts.
    You may house their bodies but not their souls,
    For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
    You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
    For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
    You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
    The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
    Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
    For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.”

    Of course even a beautiful poem doesn’t really make it hurt any less.

    Comment by Matthew MacNish — June 28, 2013 @ 6:20 PM


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