So I spent about an hour crying in the parking lot today. And about 20 minutes crying over a peanut butter sandwich last night. And I'm not a crier.
Today was L's first day of camp! It's at her preschool, so to my mommy heart it was her first day of school.
She was so excited. When we went in she hung up her backpack, put her lunch in the bin, and kissed me goodbye. She did walk over and ask if I'd get her a toy, but her teacher said she'd help and L was fine with that.
I am thrilled that she is such a social, stable, happy, confident, privileged, child. But I am sad that my baby is so old. When I look at her I see a tiny little girl, not a girl big enough to be dropped off somewhere.
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Re: Big Day.
So how did the day go? Did she have lots of stories to share?