“Its time to wake up for your 1st day of preschool”, I excitedly whispered to her as she rolled over trying to awaken from her beauty sleep. “Huh, where is school?” she said as she struggled to sit up. Her eyes trying desperately to open she looks towards the window and exclaims “ITS STILL DARK OUT!!!”
And our morning, the 1st day of preschool begins…
The night before as we were frantically getting her things ready she requested that EVERYTHING be PINK!! Of course we agreed…because what is a princess without PINK!?
She got her pink folder…
Her pink lunch box….
Her pink book bag…
And she was off on her way in her adorable pink outfit!!
(Processed photos with a vintage action)
This is the “Mom, enough already with the pictures come on lets go” look.
I snapped a couple more after she got out of the car.
Walking in I made her turn around so I could snap one more on my cell phone to send to Daddy…and of course face book to let and show everyone that she was well on her way.
When we got in the class she was still very excited, but became timid rather quickly. The grip that she had on my hand grew increasingly tighter by the minute. I walked around the room with her for a little bit and then I had to begin saying goodbye. I leaned down to hug her and she grabbed me around my neck-holding on for dear life. I could feel her chest again mine, her heart beating fast, her breathing very rapid as the tears were beginning.
I took a picture with me cell of her by her cubby, she was not very happy.
I then hugged her and tried to take a picture of us together…I got her death grip on my hand.
Tried again, and got only her.
Walked her to her seat…tried to make her happy, tried to make her color with everyone else…but it wasn’t happening. She was sad, confused, and nervous. And why wouldn’t she be, I have never left her with anyone other than her Grandparents. I hugged her one last very long hug, was walking out, looked back, saw “the face” and snapped one last picture…
It was the worst feeling having to rip her arms from around my neck and walk away, especially when I looked back and saw that sweet face looking at me like that. I wanted so badly to run back to her and tell her to come home with me but I knew I couldn’t, she was fine…or she would be fine and I knew she would have a good time.
She was smiling from ear to ear when I picked her up….SHE HAD A BLAST!! She made me an apple, sang me songs she that learned, and showed me a few of her work papers. My heart was smiling as I no longer saw this little baby talking to me, but a little girl…growing up, too grown for her lil body.
We had a few errands to run after school, when I turned back to continue talking to her….this is what I saw…
A completely passed out princess!!
I think its safe to say that she had a MARVELOUS 1st day!!