FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL
This summer has suddenly come to an end with the beginning of a new school year. Typically we ride the heat wave of August into September. But this August is different. the precious baby I once rocked to sleep every night, who I have spent almost every waking hour of the past 4 1/2 years with, went to preschool this morning. I know, some of you may think I am silly getting emotional over preschool. Afterall, it's not real school. It's only four hours a day, four days a week. But it involves letting my child go. She is in the care of an adult other than myself. After today I won't be the only one with all the answers. Miss Lisa will be the new expert.
Kaydee was so excited to start school today---she set out her new green dress and got her backpack ("packback" as she tends to call it) ready. I sent her to bed lastnight telling her that she needed to go to sleep so we could get up early for school. She woke up at 5:30am too excited to sleep ("It's early Mommy---is it time to get up and ready for school?")
I had a doctor appointment this morning so Shane got to take her to school on her first day. At pick up this afternoon the first words out of her mouth were, "I am so tired, Mommy! I shouldn't have gotten up so early this morning!" And she's sound asleep in her bed as I type---she barely made it through lunch and didn't even argue when I said she needed a nap. (Now if I can just get ABBY to go to sleep....)
[img:20080818095032156 width:0 height:0 align:auto link:1 alt:0] For all the pictures of Kaydee's first day of school click here
First Day Of School Poem
~Author Unknown~
She started school this morning,
And she seemed so very small.
As I walked there beside her
In the Preschool hall.
And as she took her place beside
the others in the class,
I realized how all too soon
Those first few years can pass.
Remembering, I saw her as
She first learned how to walk.
The words that we alone made out
When she began to talk.
This little girl so much absorbed
In learning how to write.
It seems as though she must have grown
To girlhood overnight.
My eyes were blurred by hastily
I brushed the tears away
Lest by some word or sign of mine
I mar her first big day.
Oh how I longed to stay with her
And keep her by the hand
To lead her through the places
That she couldn't understand.
And something closely kin to fear
Was mingled with my pride.
I knew she would no longer be
A baby by my side.
But she must have her chance to live,
To work her problems out,
The privilege to grow and learn
What life is all about.
And I must share my little girl
With friends and work and play;
She's not a baby anymore --
She's in school today.
