It all happened so fast. She was here, waiting for her little yellow school bus at 7:45 am on Monday morning. The first time she ever boarded a school bus in her life.
I was too distracted to put much pre-thought into this monumental occassion.
So, before I could scarecly click the shutter a few times on the camera, she was here and gone. Like a pro.
I guess after sending three other little girls before her on the bus, I have somewhat acclimated. I remember the tears and heartache with CB, but then again she was only 3 when she started being bussed to school 5 days a week. It was like she skipped over the relaxing days of childhood and went right to work. Plus, she was completely non-verbal which is always worrisome when she's in the care of others.
It wasn't until 5 minutes after the exhaust of the bus drifted into the sky and I nuked the morning pancakes for the rest of the girls that I realized...
Holy crap, Rella just boarded a bus and is gone. It was weird.
In 3 insanely short hours she was back home all smiles and sillies and jabbering in her little "Ewok-speak" about her day.
She was missed, and not only by me.
It's the little things that make her feel like a big girl... such as her own "Take Home Folder" and packing her snack in a lunchbox.
Rella had a great first week and transitioned really well into her summer language Pre-K program like she'd been doing it all her whopping 4 years of life. You gotta love it when the last one of your little ducklings is resilient like that.
I asked her last night "So, tell me about the kids in your class."