Actually, the more accurate description would be that today my baby girl kicked me out of her classroom.
I didn't cry at the school. I may have cried a little on the way to school, and I may also have sobbed like a baby for a few minutes when I got home. (And now, while I'm writing this post.) But I didn't cry at the school.
Ellie was up at 7am, knocking on my door and announcing, "I'm a kindergartner!" She was dressed before breakfast, and before anyone else in the house, including me.
We walked to school. Well, Lexi and I walked. Ellie ran and skipped the whole way.
As parents, we want our kids to grow up and try new things. I've been excited to have the house to myself for a few hours each day for a very long time. But now I'm feeling lonely. I don't know what to do with myself.
Except, that is, for eating this bucket o' brownies that a friend gave me this morning. She said she knew I'd need them. It's good to have friends.
I miss my baby. I miss all my girls, really. It's awfully quiet here without them.
But I can't deny that Ellie is growing up. She still needs me, but she's ready to be a little more independent, to experience the world for herself.
She's ready to spread her wings and fly.
Far be it from me to get in her way.
Oh, the last picture is really cute. I know you are sad, but if I lived near you, I would come over and have a kids-are-all-in-school party for you!
ReplyDeleteCongratulations/Condolences! I can't wait to hear about her first day. I'm sure she will love every second
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