First Day of Preschool

Well...

Today was the day that J started school. Preschool. I'm glad it finally got here, because now the anticipation of it is all over. Because seriously...it's only been within the last month that she has agreed to go to preschool in the first place.

This morning she woke up and was raring to go. She announced to D that she needed a good breakfast because "It's a big day for preschoolers, Dad."

I walked her in to her classroom and turned in her paperwork. I stood amongst all the other (good) moms who had remembered to bring their cameras (I thought I was doing really well to remember the tissues, paper towels, and emergency medical forms). Kids were clinging to their mothers...some were crying, others were clearly apprehensive.

Mine? She walked about 5 steps into the classroom, turned around, flashed me a HUGE smile, and threw me a wave. "BYE!!!!" she yelled.

My mom says it's a sign that she's well-adjusted and trusts that we're going to be there when she's done with school.

To me, she could just as well have said, "Get the hell outta here, Mom! Don't let the door hit you in the ass on your way out!"