Lydia brought home this family tree that she made at school. Her tree includes (starting from the left and moving clockwise). . .
A cat covered in wet paint (We do not have a cat, y’all.)
Mommy (Hey, at least I am on there! I was super happy about that!)
Another Roxy (We only have one)
And that’s it, folks. Daddy and Liam did not make the cut. Maybe next time, boys, maybe next time.
So Lydia comes home from school one day and tells me this story.
L-Mom, I picked a HUGE booger at school today but I did not want anyone to see so I put it back in my nose.
S-Gross! How did I miss DO NOT PICK YOUR NOSE IN CLASS in our back to school talk?
L-Later it fell out on the carpet.
A few days later. . .
S- How was your day?
L-Good. I had a HUGE booger again.
S-Oh no. Did you go to the bathroom and blow your nose?
L-No, I picked it so no one could see and held it in my hand until I could wash my hands. Then I washed it down the sink.
S-Lydia, someone ALWAYS sees! Don’t be that kid. The booger kid! Go to the bathroom and blow your nose. Okay?
How can they do so much damage in so little time?
Lydia was so excited to show me what she learned at school today. She put her LEFT hand over her heart and said “I pledge allegiance, under God, in America”. Close enough, baby girl, close enough. She got all of the important parts!
So we dropped Lydia off for her very first day of school today. I am a teacher. This should be a piece of cake. IT WAS NOT. I was a MESS, to say the very least. She, on the other hand, was amazing. She was so excited. She walked in, hugged and kissed me, and bounced off to pick an activity. Tears welled up in my eyes as my half grown baby girl bebopped away. I turned and got the heck out of dodge before she could see me loose it. The teacher gave me a sympathetic pat on the shoulder and tried to assure me that she would be okay. Haha. Jared and I stood outside the one way window and watched her for a while as I sobbed like a kindergarten baby. I guess more like the Momma of a kindergarten baby. Bless my heart! She played and talked to new friends. She was loving every minute of it. After Jared decided that the office staff was probably tired of hearing me snook my snot back up my nose from crying he suggested that we leave. As we walked back to the car, I cried some more. Other parents were giving me the soft, ‘you’re a first timer’ head nod as they passed. Not one of my finest moments. Then we sat in the car for a while because I could not pull away. We have never left her with anyone except our parents or my sisters. No one. Now I was leaving my baby with complete strangers. How could I leave her?!?!?! What if something happened? What if she got sad? What if she needed me? Growing up sucks!
Picking her up today was the best thing ever! She was so excited to see us and tell us all about her day. As expected, she loved every second of her school day and was a very good girl. Here’s to hoping that she continues to love school this much for a long, long time and that Mommy gets used to this!