Last year we tried pre-school. She wasn't ready.

This year? This year she's ready!

And so, off we went this morning. She had her backpack and her kit. She had her gluten-free snacks and lunch with all the carb counts written out.

Her teachers had all their instructions and diagrams.

And me? I had all my free-floating anxiety. No, I was fine. Mostly because she was so excited.

 

And it went well. Better than that. It went great. And she's already looking forward to going back on Thursday. She played dress-up and made friends. She ate her snack and talked about books in circle time. She loves her teacher. She had fun. And not one tear was shed. My big girl.