PRESCHOOL

I am so proud of my not-so-little-anymore lady. She didn’t show even the slightest hesitation this morning, and  wasn’t too excited (the life raft for my emotions adrift at sea). She treated going to preschool as a thing almost-four-year-olds do, like dressing yourself or brushing your teeth right after you wake up. You just do.

^  “Maple!!”  / /  Lets do a jig.  ^

New boots for a rainy first day of school? Check.

Fresh braids fit for a preschool princess? Check.

After our photo shoot the girls spent a good 20 minutes shaking the wind chime and playing “CATCH THE CAT!!”

Poor Black Beauty.

Two and a half hours…I can do this.

I think I can. I think I can. I think I can.