This morning we got in the car by 8:40 to make it to our first day of pre-school on time. It felt like a work commute, which I haven’t done in years. I thought to myself how odd. These school drop offs are my new commute which I’ll continue to do for the next 14 years. Today was the first step in a very long journey……to success.
The day started out with everyone outside in the yard. I stood under a tree and watched from a distance. When we went inside I helped her through the washing hands/snack process but she was so eager to do it all herself. It’s as if she knew she was growing up. Then we were separated. I got to watch her interact with the teacher and the classmates. I could watch her all day. I had to hold back tears the entire time.
It wasn’t until I got home that I realized I wasn’t sad. I was crying because I am so proud of her. Two years ago when I first did a tour of the school I watched other kids and I wondered what P was going to be like at this age. Today, she is more than I imagined. She’s confident, happy, funny, competitive, smart, creative, beautiful and has a kind heart. Then there’s the quality about her that I can’t explain…a j’ne said quoi about her that just makes me smile because I feel she’s going to be something amazing as an adult.