Kindergarten

Lydia's first day of Kindergarten has been long anticipated. She missed the deadline to attend last year by only 11 days. I loved having her home with me as for another year. She is my little sidekick. I love spending time with this girl. 

I told her we could start a breakfast tradition for the first day of school. She thought for 2.1 seconds and then chose scones. So scones it was! They were delicious. I think I can handle that once a year. 

She has the afternoon class so we get to re-vamp our morning schedule a little bit.

I want to make sure she's productive but still gets lots of play time.

Ross is our favorite store these days. We found her this outfit and backpack at Ross. 

Ross never lets us down. 

This smile melts my heart. 

Lydia has been a Hello Kitty fan for years so when I found this back pack I knew she would approve. 

We set off to school a few minutes early so we could take some more photos of this monumental day.

Tyson and all of his siblings attended Adelaide Elementary and her Grandma worked at this school for many years too. When I told Lydia that her Dad went to school here on his first day she requested to see a photograph. I went digging today and I found a picture of him at age 5. She was satisfied. He had Mrs. Jenkins and she is still teaching Kindergarten at this same school.

Having a friend makes starting something new less scary. This is Sadie. These two are in the same Primary class. Lydia is TALL for her age and Sadie is SMALL but they make the sweetest of friends.

Lydia was excited to line up on the Orange line. She is the oldest kid in her class. (I saw the Birthday list.) But she is not the tallest...I think brown shirt green backpack has her beat.

 This little red head....is he not the cutest thing you've ever seen? She told me she got to sit by him at the tables.

Her little fist were clenched. I didn't notice until I looked closer at these pictures. She did the same things with her hands the first night she had to wear a microphone on stage for The Sound of Music.

I asked her if she was nervous walking in and she said she wasn't nervous for the class but all the parents standing and watching them made her feel scared.

I walked away, jumped in the car, drove to my next destination and I was ok. 

I was a little emotional but not because I missed her or was sad she was growing up and out of my reach for a few hours. My heart was literally overflowing with gratitude. Gratitude that I was trusted to raise such an amazing girl to this point in her life. I was thankful that she is mine and that I am hers. I was filled with joy because we live in a place where she can go to school and be safe. A place where she can receive an education with teachers and kids she will soon grow to love. I was thankful in that moment that she is as healthy as can be, smart as a tack, brave, kind, outgoing and ready to take on this new life experience. 

I walked to the school to pick her up hoping she'd talk my ear off the entire way home. She loved school like I knew she would and again my heart was filled to the brim. 

Lydia was grateful that I made her some cookies!