She didn't want to get ready or dressed. She got down from the changing table and went back to bed. I yelled at her. Bad Mom. Tried to take a deep breath and try again. Got her dressed and out to the kitchen for breakfast.
It's serious business being a big brother.
Much better beginning to our morning.
When we get on the bus you have to listen to me.
Will you sit by me?
Yes.
The first of MANY of these photos.
Let's sit down and play a game.
She seemed pretty excited but I'm sure she was a little nervous. I wonder if she cried on the bus because I did when it pulled away.
It's only be 2 hours, how can I miss this face so badly? Why will she seem so much older when I go to pick her up? Can I really repeat this whole process on Thursday?
Bus is HERE! Hold hands when you cross the street. Look at her, she's running to get on.
Thought maybe she would need a boost to get up that first step. She's so small. But she handled it like a pro.
Barely looked back (and only because the bus driver told her to!). She took her nookie in her backpack but left her blanket. I'm wishing I would have told her she wasn't old enough, that she wasn't big enough. She would have seen right thru it. She would have known I was lying. When Blue started Kindergarten he came home a whole different boy. THAT'S the part I'm not ready for. I want her to stay sweet and innocent. They learn things on the bus and at school that I don't want her to know about yet. I want her to stay little, stay my baby.
Off she goes... in to the world.
She's ready.
I am not.
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