This is the #iPPP of the week that makes me a little sad:
I’m not sure how this happened. I swear it was just last year that we were in PA getting her ready for half day kindergarten at Mill Creek Elementary.
It was such a foreign world to us. Far removed from the gluesticks and construction paper of preschool. The 5th graders looked so big and like they could eat the kindergartners up. The school overwhelmed us with it’s endless hallways and lockers. Moving to middle school and those giant 5th graders had turned into rabid 8th grade dogs. Social issues smacked us in the face like never before. We watched our first failing grade come in. And then another one. We celebrated successes and a love for art. We danced at our first dance.
Now, we’re getting ready for another first. Another unknown world. High School.
And again – I’m not ready.
Because I know that this is truly the last frontier of our lives where she lives together 24/7. Even when she goes to college, it won’t be the same as right now.
So as I get ready to go thru and help her pick classes for her Freshman year of high school, I hold on to this picture back when it all started. I’ll take Mill Creek’s intimidating first day of Kindergarten all over again.