My Kennedy Rae of Sunshine has entered the big world of Kindergarten.
Since what you wear says so much about you, she was very picky about her clothes. After a few dramatic episodes over her ensemble, she finally settled on the new Tinkerbell shirt, new jeans and new black shoes.
And even though I tried bribing her to let me curl her hair, she was very adamant about the fact that she wanted her hair "in a ponytail." So be it.
Luckily her school is pretty close to our house, so we walk/skip/run. Whatever.
On the way to school I told her three rules:
1. Listen to your teacher.
2. Be nice to EVERYONE. Even if they're not nice to you.
3. Have fun.
She agreed and repeated them back to me.
She was so ready for this day. She couldn't wait to go through those doors.
The kids put their backpacks away and found their name on the rug.
And the boy she sat next to looks less than thrilled to be sitting next to a girl on the first day of Kindergarten.
Kennedy's first day review:
"The best part about Kindergarten is recess."
"Preschool was more fun because I got to play more."
"The teacher just wants me to do art. But I just want to play."
So overall, she does love Kindergarten and is excited to go every day. That's good. Because in a few years I'm just positive that she'll be faking sick so she can stay home. I'll savor these few "school is awesome!!" years.
But reality struck me when I took her there today- she walked up to the door all by herself. Without me. And she went in the classroom door with all the kids. Without her mama. Her mom. The one she needs no matter what she's doing. . . .
My baby is growing up. Waaahhhhh!