Today was the big day! I have been looking forward to Sweet Pea's first day of school since we signed her up in April. I was excited for her to learn, play and to get to interact with other kids in a structured setting. I couldn't understand why her daddy was so nervous about it. I mean she would only be gone for several hours, two days a week. And it would be so good for her. And then... it all hit me at once last night. My little baby is growing up. She'd be in a foreign environment with people she didn't really know and we wouldn't be there to comfort her. I started freaking out. I was up most of the night with tears in my eyes just thinking about it. I tried to keep myself busy this morning, making her breakfast (just a waffle, I'm no chef), making her lunch and packing her bag(putting her name on EVERYTHING). When I said goodbye to her, I felt like she was leaving for college. I started counting the minutes until I could pick her up.
Well, she did great! Her daddy took her this morning and she was so excited in the car. She told him, "I love my teachers". She has the sweetest little heart. When I picked her up, her teacher said she was the last one sleeping. I looked in the classroom, and there she was on her new nap mat, asleep, while the other kids were running around playing! That's my girl! So, needless to say, she didn't have any trouble at nap time. Once we left the classroom area, I asked her what she did at school and she said, "I ate lunch". Is this my daughter, or what? She was carrying her sunshine face that she made out of paper plates and she told me, "I made this for Bubba". Then when she talked to her daddy on the phone (did I mention he called me 8 times while she was in school?) she told him, "I slept on my new nap mat". I can't tell you how happy I am that she is enjoying it. I know it's good for her, but it makes me feel so much better about it that she is having fun. I have attached some before (with bow) and after (without bow) pictures.
I am so proud of my baby. I thank the Lord for my precious blessings. And I am honored to be the one they call "Mommy".
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