In the midst of trying to get us ready to leave on our vacation to Florida and pondering why the manufacturers of children’s toothpaste insist on making it out of impermeable blue gel that can wreck a freshly cleaned bathroom countertop in 2.3 seconds, I forgot to mention that I am now the mama of a second grader.
Which is truly a remarkable accomplishment considering she was just born three days ago.
I have a vivid memory of rocking her in the middle of the night when she was about four months old and worrying about how I would ever have the strength to send her off to the dog-eat-dog world of Kindergarten. I told myself that it was silly to worry about something so far away. And then I blinked and it was time for her to start school.
Someone once told me that the years go by quickly once your kids start school, but I wasn’t really prepared that it would seem like a runaway freight train all hopped up on speed with a side of adrenaline.
I also wasn’t prepared that she would attend her last day of first grade dressed like Cyndi Lauper circa 1984.