1st Day of 1st Grade

If you would have told me that 6 1/2 years would have flown by so fast, maybe I would have cherished each moment a little bit more. Somehow in my life, my baby turned into a first grader. For some reason 1st grade was so much harder of an adjustment (for me of course) than kindergarten. For starters she is gone everyday all day. When she gets home there is dinner, activities, homework, bath and bed. I really miss her and just being able to do nothing with her.

We found out a week ago who she had for her teacher. We have heard nothing but wonderful things so she was so excited. The night before she took a shower and was in bed by 7:45. We set her alarm so she would wake up at 7:30 and that would give her an hour to get up, dressed, eat breakfast and get to the bus stop. The morning I went into her room around 7:25ish, she opened her eyes and let out a scream. She said "Mommy, I am a first grader today". She got up, I made her scrambled eggs and toast and she got dressed, brushed her teeth and had her backpack on her back and this was all before 8am. Karly, on the other hand was moping around, wouldn't move, was telling Kylie not to go to school. When we went outside to pose for pictures, she would get any pictures taken with Kylie, just stood around.

We went to the bus stop and what a zoo. If Kylie was nervous, she didn't show it at all, she just went up to some friends and was waiting for the bus. The bus came around, she gave me a kiss and off my baby went to 1st grade.

When she got home, she was so excited, talking up a storm about her day, friends she saw and different things. Her teacher left a great impression on her. He plays the guitar and they sang songs and played games and she couldn't wait to go to bed so she could get back to 1st grade tomorrow. We went out to dinner at her favorite place - Mortimoto, the Hibachi Japanese place and she had her usual, salmon and fried rice. She could not stop talking about school and everyone in her class and just about her day.

I am so happy at her passion for school, I hope she always has the fire burning inside her and I will do everything I can to encourage that flame. No matter what grade she goes into I can imagine I am always going to miss her, my baby girl.