At some point in your child's short life, you realize they are starting to outgrow you. That day was today. August started pre-school.  |
| Here is my baby girl on her first day of pre-school. Of course she had to pose, she couldn't just smile on the porch. She is such a little entertainer! |
She has been talking about this for months...and I'm not joking...m-o-n-t-h-s. We knew this day was coming. It has been marked on the calendar for the last two weeks. And still, it hit me like a ton of bricks this morning. As I picked out her clothes for the day, I just knew that I had to put her in her favorite color...pink. We posed for a picture on the front porch. I think this is a tradition for most American families. I'm okay, I tell myself, it's pre-school not kindergarten. We drop Gentry off and meet Travis at the pre-school. I unbuckle Aug from her carseat...I'm still okay...
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| When we got to the school, she ran inside. I didn't even have time to focus my camera before I took this shot. She was so excited to go! |
And she's off. We stroll inside...I'm still okay...it's just pre-school...not high school. As we enter the school, her backpack is off and she is gone. And I mean gone. She is exploring all the other rooms, she is checking out the toys, she is even introducing herself to the other kids! I spend a couple of minutes with the director and I go to say goodbye to Aug...and she doesn't even care that I'm leaving. The look on her face said, "You're still here?"
And so we left. And I lost it. She needs me to drive her to school and fix her meals. She is a social butterfly with no fears. I'm not sure how she got that way. It certainly wasn't from me. She must get that from her daddy. :)
