
I cannot believe that our first child is in kindegarten. I remember wanting to be married. I remember wanting to be pregnant. I remember being excited to become a mom. Then I remember being ready for her to sleep through the night and be potty-trained and dress herself, but I don't ever remember looking forward to her going to kindegarten. It is bittersweet. I'm teary as I type. Check out the name of the parent activity on the sign in the picture above. it was appropriate. No tears from Conleigh, but I needed kleenex.
The kids were encouraged to independently walk to their class on the first day. Our neighbor Ava told her mom that she wanted to walk by herself. Conleigh promptly told me the same thing, but when we got into the school on Tuesday morning, Conleigh said, "we can walk together to my class." It felt so good to hold her hand as we walked down the hall. She was able to pick out her classroom, and we put away her lunch and backpack. We hugged and went our seperate ways.
Thankfully, the first three days have gone smoothly. Not a ton of feedback coming back through her. She pretty much says, "I had a lot of fun today." So, we are happy with that and pray that she finds a good, sweet group of friends.























