"It's just such a long time to be gone Mama."
"I'm gonna miss you so much."
"I'll never get to go to McDonald's for lunch again!"
I've tried to make her transition to first grade as seamless as possible. We celebrated her choice in backpack (after searching high and low mind you) picked out adorable first day clothes, met with friends, packed a spectacular inaugural lunch and made our way to school. All morning long she overflowed with excitement, repeating how excited she was, how ready she was, how she couldn't wait to see her desk and find out if "first graders play on the big playground at recess."
All was well until it was time to say goodbye to Mama.
Luckily, her good friend Megan was standing nearby and offered to hold Hannah's hand until she felt better. Bless you, sweet Megan.
After checking on her several minutes later, I was happy to see her working at her desk, a smile on her face. Of all my little ones, Hannah needs reassurance the most. I am happy to oblige.
And then there was Spence, who, after helping me unload six dozen donuts for the parents and staff, waved me away and said "see you after school!" He couldn't wait for fourth grade and all it had to offer. Man I love that kid.
And then there's this little peanut. So irresistible it's almost painful. She doesn't start school until next week but couldn't pass up a chance in the spotlight.
I can't believe school has begun and I can't wait to see what the new year brings. Good luck little ones!