Sweet Girl starts her first day of second grade today. She woke up early, and I could tell already that she was a little nervous. She’s had so many changes in the last year, and starting a new school is (hopefully) one of the last. So this morning after everyone was all dressed, I put tiny hearts on all of our hands (well, except for the tiny guy who was too busy playing to be bothered) in a pledge of solidarity, so that if S.G. is feeling a little scared or unsure, she can look down at her hand and know that we’re all right there. Supporting her, and loving her.
We all walked down to the bus stop together, butterflies floating around our tummies. When the bus pulled up, she squished into C’s arms for one last big hug of encouragement and then bravely climbed up. We waved goodbye and I choked back tears… hoping and praying that her first day is nothing short of amazing. As we walked back home, L.A. looked up at me and said, “Mama, are you gonna cry when I get on the bus to go to kindygarden?” Yes, yes little guy… I sure am.