Somehow, this little peanut is going to high school tomorrow.
My heart can't take it.
I have been preparing for a year now, and yet, this week I am gobsmacked. High school? Didn't she just start kindergarten? I remember waiting with her at the door for her first day of school.
And I remember my first day of high school, for that matter. It's such a strange place to be in...watching your child experience the things you remember doing not that long ago.
After her first day, she has a freshman dance and we have a parent orientation meeting. Good, because I have no idea about what goes on at the high school. I've only ever been to the cafeteria and the auditorium. This school is ginormous. I can't imagine having to navigate thru that every day. I'm nervous for her, but I'm also glad it's not me. I know she'll be just fine; this kid is way better equipped to handle high school than I ever was.
Good luck, sweetie.