My baby is all grown up. She started junior kindergarten today.
I managed to arrange to walk her to school and pick her up, and nary a tear was to be found at either end of the day. Nope, I held my tears in like a big girl! So did Shae. I fully anticipated some hesitation, but she really was fine with drop off, and seemed totally okay when I picked her up. I'm busting with happiness over her first day of school.
The highlight of the morning for me was watching her walk across the fenced yard (parents are discouraged from entering) to her teacher. Then she looked over at me, walked all the way back, and let me give her a smooch through the fence. Sigh. Best kiss goodbye EVER. Then she just grinned and went back to her classmates.
She is full day, every day in Mrs. Stocks K5 class, and so in addition to her teacher, she has an ECE in her class, Mrs. Ward. She showed up to meet her peers - no fewer than 3 other girls had the same backpack - so I can see labelling will be very important... everyone has very fine, similar tastes.
As you can see below, Shae chose a very notable outfit for her first day - she's been waiting WEEKS to wear this outfit. The girl likes her bling!
She got home and ate the following - 2 drumsticks, a snow pea, 1/3 cup of rice, and apple, a cookie, broccoli, 2 cheese slices, and some grapes. Essentially - what she usually eats in one day. School is hard work I guess!
I truly can't NOT post virtually every damn photo I took this morning, so... enjoy...
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| First day of JK |
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| The bag is almost the size of her! |
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| With our neighbor, Keeley |
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| With her best guy friend, Rylan |
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| Head of the pack, and off they go! |
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| She fell and scraped her knee, so she walked a little slower... |
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| Ye Olde Crossing Guard |
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| In front of her entrance |
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| Peeking in her classroom |
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| Off to meet her teacher Mrs. Stocks (orange vest) |
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| Waiting to say Hi to Mrs. Stocks |
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| Looking a little lost... and soooooooo small... |
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| A glum group of classmates... |
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| Listening to Mrs. Stocks (discussing the FOUR identical backpacks) |
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| And in she goes!! My baby! |
