Tuesday, August 25, 2009
On Sunday night, I was prepping Gimme for her first day of school. We had her outfit laid out on the floor, her backpack filled with school supplies. I was giving her this great lecture on how she could say a little prayer to Heavenly Father if she got nervous at school, or if she felt scared at school, etc. She just stared at me, and I yakked on and on about things until she fell asleep.
Yesterday was the big day. She woke up, put on her spankin' new outfit (new from shirt to shoes) and we took a couple of pictures and loaded up in the van.
We got to her school, she found her classroom, her chair by her name tag, and she set up shop. I knelt down next to her and told her that Mulligan and Birdie and I were going to leave and that she was going to stay. I was waiting for the alligator tears to start rolling from her eyes, and a plea for me to please stay!
Instead, I got a big, "See ya Mom! See ya Birdie! See ya Mulligan!" I hesitated a minute to see if she really understood the fact that I was REALLY going to walk out the door and leave her with a bunch of strangers.
"Go mom! Go!" She said.
So I did.
It didn't take long for the alligator tears to start streaming when I really did leave the school. Except the tears were rolling down my cheeks!