On to Middle School!

My baby (my oldest baby) is moving on to middle school. Tonight is his 5th grade "moving up" ceremony. The hubby and I are taking plenty of tissues to dry our eyes with. It is amazing how much he has changed and accomplished in the last 8 years. "Tuba" (great story behind the nickname) started special education preschool at age 3. He spent two years in the preschool program and then on to K-5. The staff at his school have been amazing. Everyone from the teachers, teacher's aides, OT/PT, speech therapy, nurse, secretary, cooks, to the wonderful children have been so kind to our special guy. Tuba has always loved school. Sometimes it was embarrassing when I would pick him up at school and he would cry because he wanted to stay longer. Tuba still crawled about 90% of the time when he started preschool. He's now running so fast that it's hard to "catch" him. Over the years he has learned countless things. His first word other than "mama and papa" was "Baaaaab", which was Barb the speech therapist. He would shout her name from down the hall or when he saw her office. Now Tuba has lots of words. He has amazed all of us. I'll never forget the day his teacher told me, "he counted to 5 today!". Quite frankly I didn't believe her. When we got into the car I said, "did you count to 5?". He replied with, "one, too, fee, fo, fie". I had to pull the car over because I was crying so hard. Now he's counting to 12! Tuba had some tough years battling the seizures. The day the ambulance had to be called from school was a doozy! I think it took about 5 years off of my life (and the staff). Through all of the seizures and meds and surgery Tuba was such a trooper. He just gets back up and continues on. He has a zest for life that is so infectious. I know he will be greatly missed at his elementary school. On to middle school!