First day of Kindergarten

Let me tell ya.

I was not prepared for this day to come.

Gracie woke up for her first day of school soooo excited. She wanted to wear her new outfit she picked out and Stella wanted to help her.

Trying on shoes. This girl likes shoes!

She's so big! Where did my little Crazy Gracie go?

Outside the school.

In her class, getting settled in.

(This is the 'What's wrong with this picture?' picture. Click on the picture to make it bigger and then read the mom's shirt in the background. Go on. Do it.)

We missed the day where the kids can come and check out the school and parents are told what to expect.
So I didn't know what to expect.
But I expected to stay longer.
School starts at 9 am. I swear it was 9:10 when her teacher announced "Okay parents, time to say goodbye!"

EXCCCCUSE me? What?

Don't I get to stay and check out her classroom and help ease her into this new, huge world of school?

Don't I need to stay and wipe away her tears when she begs me to stay?

Nope.
"Bye mom!" is all I got.
No tears. I can't blame her. There was so many fun things in there, I wanted to stay and play.
Which I know I should be thankful for, but couldn't she muster up one tear just for my benefit?
Instead, I was the one fighting back the tears.
As soon as I left her class, I let them go.

Wasn't I just bringing her home from the hospital? Wasn't she just learning to walk and tugging at my pants to pull herself up?
Now she's such an independent little person. She picked out her own outfit. She picked out what she wanted for lunch. She told me how to do her hair.

Where did the time go??

We love ya, Gracie girl!