Wednesday, September 5, 2012 - Kaylynn's first day of preschool. The child has been ready for this for a long while.
Picking out a backpack was a huge ordeal. The child wanted yellow (as she does everything) and they don't make girly backpacks in bright yellow. So we eventually settled on this butterfly one. I liked it because it was $7 at Old Navy, had a $5 matching lunchbox, and I won't be heartbroken when it gets ripped. We can get her a good one for "big school" in a couple of years.
Her outfit was yellow, of course. Yellow stripe shirt, black skirt, black and yellow Toms. Might as well have been a bumble bee.
When I walked her in, Ben started crying because he thought we were going to leave him, too. I told her "bye" about 10 times before she acknowledged me and said "bye" back. She never looked up and never looked back. I am told that this is exactly how I was when I was little. And for the record, I held it together and didn't tear up! I think with Ben, we'll have more tears and clinging...which might make me cry...
3 hours later, I came back to get her and she was bouncing up and down like a pogo stick, telling me all about the playground. She could not remember anyone's name that she played with, what stories they read or, what songs she sang. Her lunch was "perfect" - chicken sausage, Pirate's booty, a mini-cucumber, strawberries, blueberries, and water.
She is now part of the "drop-off/pick-up" circle, which means I just drive up, the teachers come unbuckle her, she hops out and off she goes. Growing up too fast.
