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smarty pants

Today Sammie started school. Granted it's not technically preschool it was close enough for me. She's going into a class room, hanging her stuff up in a cubby that comes up to my chest, and running off to learn, have fun, make friends. It's a good thing. A great thing. Just another chapter in life. And a little test for us...did we teach her to use her manners even without us there to remind her? To be nice to her new friends? To listen (which we are really nervous about since listening has seemed to have upped and walked out of this house lately)? I may or may not have contracted a form of hives last night thinking about it. Yet drop off went smooth - even if I did have to sneak out as soon as she was distracted by something else - and her cute shy but confident smile when she saw me at pick up was reassurance that this is the right time for her. I saw the next 15 years flash in front of me on the way home as she was telling me what she did (played with the kitchen) and didn't do (babies, blocks) in class. Preschool, k - 8, high school, friends, boyfriends, clubs, sports, homework, jobs, summer vacation, the good and the bad. This is only the begining.