Grace's First Day of Kindergarten

Wow! The day finally came for me to send my sweet little girl out into the world. I survived the first two days, barely. The first day I thought there would be much more kicking and screaming and prying her from my arms... but not because Grace didn't want to go, but because I didn't want to let her!

No, it was a good day. She was really happy that the day had finally come, we painted her nails, curled her hair, dressed her up pretty and she wore a new bracelet from her great Aunt Jayne (thank you so much we love it!!) Yep, the day was going great, until we loaded her into the truck. Then the tears and the nerves started. I let her cry a little and tell me she would miss me (nice to hear sometimes). I was worried that she was bottling those emotions up anyway.

"Mommy I'm nervous"

Well after we got to the school we started taking a few photos, adorable one of her and Kaleb, and Adam even got her to smile a little. (I was still basking in the fact that she didn't want to leave me, doesn't happen much)
We were early so she got to play on the playground a bit and then some of her friends from Sunday school started showing up. She was happy go lucky Grace again. (I love the photo of the kids peering into the door trying to see.)

Then the bell rang and Mrs. Mikulecky (yes, that is a big name for those little ones) came out and let them in. Adam said it felt like the MTC, parents go one way and kids go the other...

It was cute to see her go, but then I had a nervous tummy all day.

We picked her up after school and all went out for shaved ice and to a local park. It was great. She loved her first day and was excited to go back.

Day Two

We promised her she could ride the bus the next day, which I hated. I just don't feel comfortable with that yet. She's five! Anyway, we took her to her stop, and helped her get on. She rides the cowboy bus (they have pictures in each bus so the kids know where to go). Well getting on was no problem...

It was getting off that we lost her!!! Yes, we really lost her. Adam, Kaleb, and I all walked to the stop and waited... and waited... and waited... One bus came, not hers. Two buses came, also not hers! Where's my daughter!? Finally I sent Adam home to see if maybe the bus didn't let the kids off at the same spot, and she had walked home. At that same time, a lady we had met at the bus stop that morning stopped and said "did she not get off?" I said, "No, so it already came?!" Then I started running home to call the school. On my way, a friend drives up and out jumps my Grace! She had gotten off at the wrong stop. She chose to get off with her friends and luckily, they knew to bring her to us. What a sick feeling I had. I just don't think I am ready to let her be that independent yet... Now how do I explain that to her??
Wow, being a mom sure can be stressful! And they have no clue, the little dears :)