Well, I'm officially a mother of a school aged child.

Maile started kindergarten on Monday and surprisingly no tears were shed by any of us. I'm convinced that I'm just numb from everything going on right now. I'll probably have a very late break down by the time she starts first grade.







I think the only thing that really bothers me is that I don't know what she's doing for seven hours straight. I'm so used to her being around all day, asking me for yet another snack or asking me to play with her in her room. Or being all up in Kale's business. Or asking me to snuggle and cuddle with her. And now? She's somewhere else. Giving someone else all of her attention. It kind of sucks, man! And it's gonna be like this for the next twelve years???

Anyway--She really likes it so far. I mean, it's only been three days, but she hasn't begged me to stay home or anything. So that's good, right? Today she had to walk into the building and to her classroom by herself. Tomorrow she's gonna have to walk a little more by herself. It seems so much scarier to me than it is to her. I keep thinking something is going to go wrong. Like she'll lose her lunch money or forget where she put it. Or she'll get lost. Or she won't make any friends. But then I have to remind myself that she's a smart girl. And she's going to be just fine. And that she's still going to ask me for yet another snack when she comes home, she's still going to ask me to play with her in her room, she's still going to be all up in Kale's business and she's still going to ask me to snuggle and cuddle with her. I'm just now going to look forward to those moments a little more than I did before.