Today was the first day of school for my girls. I was anxious. They both are going into second grade. I decided today to allow them a little freedom. Its so scary. I was so tempted to go and watch them play at recess, to go and eat lunch with them, but I didn't. Yes, I really don't like the idea of them going to school, but at least its not a public school, at least they are with like minded individuals. Anything that comes up that is unnecessary for them to know about or anything with conflicting views from myself and my husband can easily be explained away. Hopefully we won't encounter this for a while. My children are strong. I have faith in how I have raised them. If they swing next to another kid on the playground, or say hi to a classmate, it isn't the end of the world.
It is still my job to protect them. I still need to guard their minds from influences that would be bad for them. I need to make sure they are kept safe in this world, that they stay children for as long as possible. I am the one who must guide them. God gave me these babies as precious gifts, and although I cannot keep them at home now, even though they are starting to fly away sooner than I wished for them to, maybe this is a good thing. I have to trust my babies. I have to trust that I am raising them the right way.