At least "Doom's Day" for me. I never thought this day would come, I really hoped it wouldn't. But I guess kids have to grow up. Last night I was up just bawling, Clint blamed it on the pregnancy, but it was just thinking about my little girl going to school.
She was so excited this morning, she was in her school clothes at 7:30 - way to early for afternoon kindergarten, so I made her wear my apron everywhere to make sure she didn't get her clothes dirty. All morning she kept saying how excited she was to go, then she would see me a little teary eyed and she would reassure me by saying how much she will miss me. She's a good kid! I love her so much!
We did her hair extra cute and of course we had our big pink bow that my super talented sister made. Princess backpack that is completely full of supplies and heavier than she wanted to admit.
Off she goes, I cried, she didn't, and she lined up with the rest of the kids with no problem. I am going to go finish my tray of rice crispies - food makes me happy at a time like this.