The first day of preschool went well. Elizabeth didn't cry, her mother did. When she kissed my hand and hugged me - oh my. I teared up and was thankful that Mrs. Janet whisked her away. I walked into the hall and started crying. Cried all the way to Starbucks and I'm sure the barista thought I'd lost my mind when I ordered my Decaf Pumpkin Spice Latte. Barista: "Are you okay?" Me: "Yes, I just took my daughter to preschool for the first time." Barista: "Ah, I bet she'll love it, Mom." Me: "I hope so."
And love it she did. And she didn't cry at all!
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