DeLaynie (finally!) started school today. I wish that I could say something terribly maternal about how much I will miss our precious time together, but I think school makes everyone in this family a little happier. Especially DeLaynie.
Of course, there was that tiny lump in my stomach as I passingly contemplated the idea that my daughter was leaving my care. Then I remembered that she was leaving me, but she wasn't leaving my Father. And then I remembered that I would only have one kid for four hours. The lump miraculously disappeared.
DeLaynie felt the need to be very dramatic about the weight of her backpack. She does the same thing when she carries Ella's diaper bag, usually only containing two diapers. I wouldn't worry about her back.
Just before her bus came, I decided that it was cool enough to warrant a light jacket. A few moments later, DeLaynie was on her way, off to learn and grow.
Tomorrow is Ella's first day at my friend's daycare, where she'll be two half-days a week. (Yea for me!) It's sort of a make-shift mother's day out program. Now, if you'll pardon me, I have to do some laundry, figure out Ella's outfit for tomorrow, and bask in the glory of fall.