How do they go from this:
while I’m not looking?
I was a little nervous taking my big girl to school for her first day of Kindergarten today. That’s not strange. But what IS strange? She wasn’t. This girl who has had so many fears (rational and irrational), who has a list of worries a mile long, who is as empathetic as the day is long, who loves loves loves to dance herself silly to Hannah Montana when we’re all alone but who is anxious about being spotted in her underwear when a friend comes over, this girl was not scared to go to Kindergarten. My baby who thinks people are making fun of her if she has a little cream cheese smear on her chin, who gets sad when she doesn’t get enough attention, who asks me over and over “were we invited?” when I take her places, who gives her sisters hugs for no reason, who gets Matilda a band-Aid when she has a boo boo, who tells me “I like your eye shadow, mommy” but worries that her dress looks funny, didn’t even blink an eye that today was her first day at a brand new school. And afterward?
“I wasn’t even nervous, mama! I had a great time! Helena even sat next to me. She wasn’t sitting all the way next to me but then she scootched over because she wanted to be all the way next to me. Isn’t that great?”
Yes, it is great, sweetheart. It’s so great.