School

My oldest started preschool today! Snif, Snif. (me, not her). When did my little girl grow up? She was such a big girl about it. She can be a little home body, but I asked her if she had fun and she got a big smile and said "Yeah!" She showed me her papers and talked about her friends and said, "I didn't even miss you, mom!" Oh, snif, snif, snif!! Here is a picture of her and her gigantor Tinkerbell back pack.

Oops, is LiviJ going to preschool too??? No, but the crocidile tears about being left out of everything all morning convinced me to humor her and take her picture too. You will notice that she insisted on the pony tails like MiniMe, and offered to carry MiniMe's nap mat into the class room. I got LiviJ out of the classroom quietly, but we got half way to Sioux Center and she looks over at MiniMe's empty car seat and gasps, "Mommy, MiniMe is dong!" Yes, sunshine, she is "gone" to preschool and we will go back and pick her up in a little while. And the watery eyes started to form again. Not so much because she missed her sister, but more so because she couldn't go to preschool with her. So, I promised her a special afternoon filled with ice cream and "bubble dumb". I have to admit, it made me feel better, too!