Today my oldest daughter started kindergarten. She woke up at 6 a.m., bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. We made pancakes, packed her Wonder Woman lunchbox and got her school supplies gathered up, then walked to school as a family.
She was fine. More than fine, in fact–dropped her stuff in her cubby, ran straight up to new friends and started playing. I was fine until we were strolling down the sidewalk about two minutes away from the school. I feel that I admirably sucked back tears, thanks to some sweet-but-not-so-sweet-to-make-it-worse sympathy from my husband, who was walking beside me.
She doesn’t go back until Thursday–they’re staggering the start of the kindergarten classes, which I think is brilliant. So I still may lose it on Thursday. But I’m thrilled for her, because school is such an adventure! Learning is AWESOME!
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