Kindergarten. Like Real School.

School age has been sneaking up on us like a thief in the night. Time out: You need to see this. Such a lucky SIL to have this in my family. Incredible photo shoot for our little cousin twins and yes, we'll be using this at their high school grad parties... Time-in: My firstborn is now in school. Real government funded, cliques at recess, eat your brown-bag lunch school! I almost can't believe it. Today was her first day of kindergarten and though Pea was a tad nervous, mostly she was just really, really excited. We met her teacher a couple weeks ago and her name rhymes with rabbit, which pea thinks is grand. She's been telling everyone. I misted once, but didn't cry. Because it feels surreal, like it's not even happening to my little girl OR me. But it is. And when the shock of that hits in three weeks, it may be a river! Normally, we have a history of bad starts to the first day of school...not this time. It was seamless: we ate breakfast, pea drew a picture of what her classroom looks like, she dressed, and watched JEM, took pictures, and poof. Waiting outside her school with a bunch of other dazed parents like visitors at the zoo. I can clearly remember my kinder year; Mrs. Fisher was my teacher, we had mandatory rest time, and got to choose between chocolate milk or orange juice each day. I chose orange juice once... Here's to you, sweet Pea. I love you. And I hope this year is as memorable and lovely as 1988. xoxo.