Well today was the first official day of school. You were excited to get ready for your first real day of Pre-K3. We made sure to get up extra early to give us plenty of time without having to rush or put any added pressure on the morning. So we got ready, and then read "The Kissing Hand." (JuJu got us our very own copy!) I thought it would help you, and tie in to the story, if we had our own kissing hands. With a red Sharpie, I drew a small heart in the palm of all of our hands. Then we were off to school. It shocked me as we were driving that you all of a sudden wanted a wipe to get rid of your kissing hand. I think you just didn't want anyone to see it, but it made me feel so sad. We did as you requested and wiped yours off, but assured you, it was really still there in your heart. As we pulled up to Immanuel, I glanced back to the backseat, and you looked kind of worried. It wasn't until we got out of the car and I gave you your hug and kiss that the tears started flowing. I quickly left and wiped away my own.

Our "Kissing Hands"

Much apprehension mounts as we get in car line.

The fretting didn't start until this moment.
JuJu, Shelby, and I promptly picked you up at 11:45, and judging by the look on your face, you had had a great day, but were so excited to see us. When you got in the car, we tried so hard not to bombard you with questions, but it was difficult. You took a moment to digest the doings of the day, then we started asking! You played outside, you colored a raccoon picture, sang songs, and played in the kitchen. Your classroom has a hamster too. "She bites" is what you repeatedly told us. And you couldn't remember her name, and you wanted to call Ms. Weiss to find out. The next day, the first thing you told me when I picked you up was the hamster's name: "Olibia"

After school, you were eager to see us.

But you had a great day!