On the first week of school I was so busy blabbing on and on about Max starting Junior High that I neglected to blab a little about my baby CLAIRE starting KINDERGARTEN.
For weeks and weeks before she started school she counted down the amount of days before she got to be a "Kindergarten Girl." She could have generated a bunch of electricity with the wattage her smile gave off when she was thinking about it.
After trying the bike-riding thing with her big sisters and walking in the 100+ temps for a couple days, she settled on riding the bus with her little gaggle of girlfriends to and from school each day.
(We joke with her that her backpack is big enough that she could curl up in it and get a ride on someone's back if she wanted. It's gargantuan! But hey, who can turn down cute pink hearts for a kindergartener?)
How do kids just know to automatically line up when they see the bus coming? It's like an inborn instinct.
She comes home pleased as punch that she's an official school girl (something she's drooled about for years).
I'm happy for her but boy, Lu and I sure miss her during the day.