First Day of School

My first baby had her first day of school on the first Tuesday in September. It was the first time I cried at the thought of her growing up and having a billion more firsts. But she didn't see me, I choked it back because she was so excited and I didn't want her worrying.









Many blessings have already found their way into this new chapter. We happened to walk in at the same time as a friend and her daughter. Gabby was walked to her classroom with this little girl who is now officially Gabby's friend. All week they sat next to one another. Gabby asked me the second day, "Momma, if I want her to be my friend should I ask her to be my friend or my cousin?" Since her cousins=her best friends, she just wanted clarification on the proper term to use. She got to be the teacher's helper on the first day and was so proud. Incidentally, the teacher has the same last name as us so it's another nice familiar thing for her (Matt's cousin). She is doing beautifully, I knew she would. Still, she is my first. She'll always be.











I didn't think I'd be the cliche Kindergarten Mommy but I was. How could I not have been given this scene? Your complimentary hankies are in the mail.