“Time Moves Slowly, But Passes Quickly.”

You would think by the third time, I would be able to handle it. Nope. No amount of preparation helped me at all. Last week, we had Ella’s open house to meet her kindergarten teacher. She was so excited. We were excited for her.

I held it together pretty well for this. We walked around the school, found her classroom, explored the library, strolled through the gym and met the teacher and principal. As we walked out of the building, I could feel the tears, but they never came … until Monday.

My goodness, I cannot fathom that she is really in kindergarten. I have no doubt that she is going to totally rock it! She has been waiting for this since preschool ended. My little girl is not so little anymore.

The school drop off is a lot different from when my boys were in school. There is a line of cars waiting to drop off. When you drop your child off, a teacher/staff member opens the car door so they can get out. They walk into the school and you drive away. Apparently, this makes it easier for the child and for you.

Sam was crying before the door even shut. My tears came a bit later. It’s weird because you want them to go to school and to learn. You want them to take on the world. You want them to grow into amazing adults. You want them to excel at everything they take on. But you don’t want to let go just yet.

Good luck, sweetheart. We are so very proud of you. You are going to do so well this year! Be a good friend. Keep smiling and take kindergarten by the horns! We love you!