
Well, it is official... Mary Grace is in Kindergarten. I guess I thought this day would never arrive. For the last year, we have really been looking forward to Mary Grace starting school. We have "studied" everything from phonics to math so that she would be ready and ahead of the game. We shopped for school clothes, found the perfect lunch box, and decorated her Indian Lake tote bag. We met her teacher and had a few special trips to "practice" playing on the school playground. We were ready... or so I thought. Mary Grace was ready, without a doubt. She walked to the school door on her first day and said, "Okay, I will go on in and find Mrs. Seigenthaler... see you later Mom!". Oh no... you can't just walk in school by yourself on your first day. What was she thinking?? As it turns out, SHE was ready... I was NOT! I have spent so much time in my little comfort zone... being with Mary Grace and Carolyne every day. As moms, we always want the best for our children. I have been no different. I did everything I could to prepare Mary Grace for the inevitability that one day she would start school. We read books everyday, wore out our DVD player with Baby Einstein and always tried to stay up to date with the latest and greatest Fisher-Price learning gadget. We sent her to a great preschool and signed up for lots of toddler actvity classes. But, Kindergarten still arrived much too soon. Mary Grace walked into her class, sat at her desk, and began her work. She never even looked back. Jason and I just stood there, watching and waiting. But, she did not look back... no tears, no regrets, no fear. Jason says I should take that as a sign that I did my job well. I have "raised" her for these first five years to be ready to take on this new phase of life. Again, she was ready... I was not. But, I am so proud of her! We are all so proud of her. She is a big girl now. She loves school and is ready to learn! She wakes up each day so excited and full of anticipation for what the day will bring. I guess I can be thankful that she is not hanging on my leg each morning as I drop her off. But, honestly, if I could hang on her leg, I just might do it.