|"Painting" a brick at the Preschool play date.|
My Buggy is a tall girl and takes on a lot of responsibility, especially with her baby brother. She mothers him and loves on him and is my right hand. Sometimes I do forget that she is only 4 years old. She acts and carries herself like an older child, most of the time. And then I see the anxiety on her face when we talk about starting at a new school and I see that she is still little. I see her skip from destination to destination, and I realize she is still little. When she cuddles up with her favorite blanket and puts her thumb in her mouth, I realize she is still little.
|Anxious about meeting her new teacher, attending the preschool open house, and exchanging her beautiful light up shoes for shoes that don't hurt her feet made her one tired lady who fell asleep in the van before noon.|
Between meeting her new teacher, attending the preschool open house, and getting new shoes. My poor girl fell asleep in the van on the way home. She was so exhausted she fell asleep before noon. Another reminder, she is still little.
This morning I went to the gym before the house woke up. When I came home, I heard murmured voices upstairs. I realized that one of the children had woken up. It was Buggy. And I could hear her tiny four year old lispy voice talking to her daddy. And I was reminded, she is still little. I could not hear their conversation, but it was sweet to come home and hear their voices together in conversation.
Today, I dropped off my big little girl to her last first day of preschool. As she skipped to her classroom in her new purple shoes with laces, and her hair swinging side to side, I saw she was still little. And I am grateful.
|Posing for the camera|
|She wanted to wear her sunglasses in her "first day" pictures.|
|Someone is definitely ready for school!|
|And this sweet face is how I always think of her.|
A reminder, she is still little.