




My little girl's in kindergarten. And wouldn't you know it, she wasn't a bit nervous. Bailey! Who hates new situations! I guess all the times she's been there for her sisters' activities made a world of difference. When we found out she would have Alyssa's old teacher, she was ecstatic, because she already feels like they're friends.
Today I put her on the bus and then met the bus at school to get more pictures. When I said goodbye as she walked into school and I got in the car to go home, I was shocked to discover I felt. . . sad. I thought I would be awash with relief -- freedom! Afternoons to myself! (Cael naps). But I guess today I'm just gonna feel sad. My baby's growing up.