How it that even humanly possible?
Wasn't it yesterday that we held her in our arms for the first time?
Or crawling all over the floor?
Or being a mischievous toddler?
Wait, maybe she hasn't grown out of that yet.
Regardless of all my insisting that she wait, "just one more year," she was persistent and ready to go.
She has a wonderful teacher, to whom I have both facebook stalked for serveral hours as well as sent countless bribes to ensure my child's optimal success.
Didn't seem to bother her as much as it bothered her dadddy.
She did such a great job, and we are so proud of her.
I am also pretty proud of myself because I didn't cry.
Well, ok, I didn't cry until after we left the building, and Peyton did this...
Poor baby. She was just so confused.
Pretty soon it will be her turn. But let's not get ahead of ourselves.