Today my youngest, my baby, my last born started preschool! She has left the nest and flown out into the world! She had a great day, with just a few tears (I think she did that on my behalf. You know, to let me know she kinda sorta missed me…) but the tears dried up quickly and away she went!
Meanwhile at home a big brother was rather nervous for his little sis. (he doesn’t start school for another couple of weeks – we’re enjoying the mommy and son time)
From the very concerned BIG brother…
9:00 a.m. (after we drop her off, in the car) “I think Leah may be crying right now, Mom. Like, I can feel it.”
Noon “I can’t stop thinking of Leah, Mom. I bet she’s eating lunch right now.”
2 p.m. “Mom…there’s something missing in this house. I know, it’s Leah!”
He even wanted to get her a present to celebrate her first day at school. (truth be told…I think he thought if Leah got a present, then I’d feel bad and get him a present. Ulterior motives were at work here, I am certain!)
In any case, I’ve got myself one Cool New Preschooler and One Proud Big Brother. And the combination is melting my heart!