First Day of School

I woke up this morning nervous -- like knots is my stomach, can't eat breakfast nervous.  I was feeling like it was my first day of school in a place where I didn't know anyone and didn't know what to expect.  I felt pathetic.  Marley, the fashion diva that she is, picked out her clothes the last night and instructed me how to do her hair this morning.  I seriously don't get any say in these things.  Oh well.  I'm glad to have a girl who knows what she wants.

We get to school, I snap a couple of pictures and we trot off to her classroom.  I took M to meet Ms. Robin last week.  She gave Marley a couple of lessons and showed her around the classroom.  When we arrived, Marley walked right in.  I was thinking, "This is going to be much easier than I thought".  I still had butterflies.  I went over to give her a hug and tell her goodbye and that's when the tears came -- from her not me.  I was holding back.  Ms. Robin took her by the hand and shut the door between us and I walked off, grateful for dark sunglasses.

I can't believe how quickly these little people grow up.  My baby girl is growing up way too fast.

She's going to love school.