so. there she is..
running off to her first day of kindergarten....
(that is her teacher standing right next to the door wearing white)
a letter from her teacher..
i am sure i do not have to tell you i cried like a baby..
sometimes i feel makena and i should switch places.. she is more of the adult a lot of the time..
trottin' along with her backpack, lunchbox and new kicks..
so cute.. i can't look
then walk her all the way to class everyday..
and do the same when i pick her up everyday..
i could just drive through this "drop off"..
i want to be with her as long as i can..
seriously... wouldn't you?
ps- i am going to do a post everyday of her outfit for the next week (or so)..
sorry, i can't help it...