Calvin had a hard time with goodbyes the first few months of kindergarten. He did fine when Scott took him but he would still tear up when I did. Thankfully Scott takes him all the time bc it was breaking my heart. I started kissing his palms like the book the Kissing Hand. As the months wore on we still did it but maybe not everyday. He was doing better and Scott was taking him. But most mornings I would still kiss his palms. And then yesterday, as he was leaving I asked if he wanted his kisses because we had been forgetting. And he just looked at me and in his sweet Calvin voice just told me, "Mom, I don't need them anymore. I don't miss you."
I know this is the goal, self-sufficient children that eventually leave us, but ouch.