The weekend before school started, we headed to Cincinnati for a wonderful family reunion and wedding of my second cousin. It took place at my Great Aunt Carol's house and was beautiful. My Grandma and her siblings are located on the perfect plot of land! So much green everywhere. The kids loved running around and Megan captured a pretty classic picture of all the great grand babies for my Grandma.
Megan also got a generation photo that I love: It was a great trip, jam packed with all my favorite Sammons'! We came back Sunday and Monday was Cara's first day. Chris was out of town for work, so I was dreading doing the drop off alone. We tested the waters last year with a once a week drop off of four hours, to which Cara cried most every time so I kind of assumed this drop off was going to go similar, but with myself crying as well. We started the morning at McDonald's for a healthy breakfast. I had this plan to make a big french toast casserole, but didn't see the point for just the girls and me. I knew Cara would love McDonald's, so wanted to keep the morale high. We had a very welcomed surprise of my Mom, Val, Cali and Lucas joining us for breakfast. They came to cheer up Cara and get her pumped about school. Their presence cheered us all up! After breakfast, I drove Cara over. I tried to snap a few last pictures before I knew her smile might be a frown. She wore a sweet little dress I had made and appeared calm and collected. I was so proud of her bravery. The drop off went pretty much as I planned. We looked around. We hugged. She got a little teary eyed, we calmed her down. And then I went outside and boo who'd my brains out! I've always heard people talk about the first day of school and how they cried, and I envisioned myself jumping up and down, waving goodbye, yelling "woo hoo, freadom!", but in reality, I was sad. She grew up too fast.
With all that said, she had a great first week. Made new friends. Got a new haircut. Did her first show and tell. Touched her first snake. It was exciting. And honestly, this new chapter has become very exciting. I get to watch my child grow and learn and become apart of the world, in her own little way. Plus, I still get two more years to wears pj's with Sammy ;)
2 comments:
You know when your child goes to prek and kindergarden in her daycare, you don't get these feelings. It's just another day. so glad you get to be home with your girls and have these kinds of days.
Loved out trip together
Post a Comment