There are certain days you live for.....and dread all at the same time. Today was one of those days for us.....Katie's first day of Kindergarten. She has been so excited. She couldn't sleep last night and it's basically all she has talked about for a week. Mom put her in her Gymboree best....and gave her the recital hair-do. She looked like a million bucks. Walking down to the bus (yes, she has to ride the bus) was a strange walk. We were both paranoid that she had already missed it.....or that some weird dude would be her bus driver. But it went OK.....until she appeared to burst in to tears when she sat down on the bus. Britt's first words were, "My stomach is sick, I think I'm going to throw up." I sprinted back up to the house....got in the car and sped up the the school to make sure she got there OK. I was happy to see that other tearful parents had done the same thing. Watching her walk in to that school was definitely the end of something.......I'm not sure what it is yet.....but I know it ripped my heart apart.
Anyway, Livy starts pre-school next week and she's really excited for that. Britt will have two days a week where she has a couple hours of freedom. It's such a strange deal to experience this side of parenthood. Not easy, but rewarding in a "punch in the stomach" kind of way.