OMG y'all (okay, well, like all 3 of you still following here), today my first baby started kindergarten! What is that all about?! I mean, seriously, I feel like I just brought her home from the hospital yesterday and now...five years gone in a blink.
So...she loved it, was excited, and eager, and all those happy adjectives. It was awesome to see. She's a bit reticent to share all the details of her day but slowly they are coming out. I think it was probably a lot to take in in one day. I shed a tear, quietly behind my sunglasses, as we said goodbye but it was over quickly. Much like ripping a band-aid off.
I still get a pang for a third child from time-to-time but then I come to my senses, LOL The devil and angel in my brain duel but then my subconscious steps in with the rational POV. I guess it's hard to come to terms with the fact that your babies are growing up--or at least it's hard for me to realize my babies are growing up. I still picture them as smaller and younger than they really are, which is probably why I always seem to buy them shoes in a half-size to one size smaller than their actual feet :)
I'll get it right, maybe, one day....