Wednesday, August 10, 2011

My Toy Story Moment

This morning I walked my "baby" to Kindergarten. We took her picture in front of the school sign, we stood in line until the first bell rang and walked together silently to her class. She was quiet because I think her excitement had turned to nerves and I was quiet for fear of breaking down into an ugly cry in front of all of these people I will be passing for the next 9 months, if not years. It's something they just don't need to see.

I managed to distract myself with the twins and have light conversation with the Husband on the walk home.

Husband left for work and I began cleaning up the kitchen from the breakfast dishes we had left and that's when I saw him.... Her Lovey, his name is "Vertue." She has carried him with her every where she has gone since she was 2 years old. Even in preschool she would take him as far as she possibly could before leaving him in her carseat while she was gone. He was the first thing she would ask for when she would get in the car in the afternoons.

But today, he was here. Left on the floor by her chair for me to find and cry over. I instantly started thinking of Woody, Buzz and all of their friends that got left behind when Andy grew up. I know she's not off to college yet, but if Kindergarten got here so fast, there is no way I will have time to prepare myself for those future milestones. The ones that take her farther out of my grasp and into the Big, Bad, World.

Today, my little girl became a Kindergartner.