Strawberry Detangler And Crazy Socks

Girlfriend was so crazy excited to go to school this morning like her brother.
As she sat on her knees with her little feet tucked under her at my vanity and I tamed her bed head she said, "Learn my letters?! Sing songs?!" with pure enthusiasm and elated curiosity only children possess.

"Yes sweetheart, you will get to learn your letters and sing songs," I said
as my heart warmed and I smiled.

She was so stinkin' proud to have a backpack, lunchbox, and water bottle all her own.
It was big folks.
She felt official.

She just radiated her abundant joy for life in true Abby style.
She climbed in the van smelling of strawberry detangler ready to take on the world.

AJ was so big and responsible.
He picked out his own clothes...choosing to model his current obsession of Phineas and Ferb for the world to see...and his "crazy" socks.

This was old hat for him, and he was feeling confident as his sister looked up to him.

And off they went.
AJ so independent unpacking his stuff, a bit nervous with all the new faces and
Abby eager for any challenge her teacher had to offer...
the only two and a half year old in her class not crying.

I, on the other hand, bawled like a baby once I got back to the van...
having left my heart in that preschool building.

The flood gates opened.

I bawled through my free Chick-Fil-A breakfast and
my fabulous decaf pumpkin spice latte.

Being a parent is hard.
On so many different levels.