Yesterday, we met R's new teachers, checked out the new classroom (from a zebra last year to a bumblebee this year -- is that backwards?), and enjoyed a pancake breakfast with buddies old and new.
I love the beginning of a new school year. Blank pages to color, infinite learning ahead. Will she start to read? It's possible. Will she have to navigate emotional ups and downs? Likely. Will she thrive? With my entire heart, I hope so.
Be gentle with my still tiny girl, you big and beautiful world.
Next week, we start her final year of preschool. She's ready. Me too.