It’s here. K Day. (It’s like D Day for moms.) I am sending my one, tiny, cute, perfect little girl to school. For the next bunch of years. I wasn’t doing drop off. I was dressing her, fixing hair and headbands, feeding breakfast and taking pictures. I wasn’t dropping off. But due to work schedules and the planets suddenly falling out of line- I’m dropping off. This should be REAL great. Hot Mess, party of one- your drive to the office is ready. I sure hope it’s sunny tomorrow, shades on the entire time. I can not have sweet Mrs. Boeshans seeing Jovie’s mom a blubbering, wet face mess. Why is this such a freak out moment? It’s not like her teacher is keeping her forever. She’s going to give her back at 2:30pm. We are going to do fun stuff after the first day. Good grief. We talked tonight before bed and had a brief Q and A. I wanted to document Jovie the 5 year and 364 day old and who this tiny girl is at this moment in time. Here are her answers:
My best friend’s name is Pierce. (He is a sweet boy from our daycare.)
My favorite thing to play: Catch with my dad
My favorite color: Blue
My favorite book: Where the Sidewalk Ends
My favorite TV show: Sponge Bob
My favorite food: Watermelon
When I grow up, I want to: Be a farmer with horses
Something I really like: Sharing
Something I really don’t like: Squash
My favorite thing about myself: Dressing up really cute
Something I want to do this year: Fly on an airplane
Lots of pictures to follow, we are almost there. Almost a Kindergartener. Did I mention that she turns 6 on her second day of school?!?! Bring on treat day on Day 2. Quite the week we have ahead of us. Excited, lucky and so privileged to be her Mom.
Here’s a photo of Jovie like- a week ago. I swear this was a week ago…..wasn’t this like a week ago? No?
Ready or not- here she comes, Kindergarten! Mrs. Boeshans is about to meet the best kid she has ever had.
August 28, 2014 at 2:58 am
It is okay to feel this way Mindi.. You are such a good Mom and Jovie will ALWAYS need her Mom. She needs to act a different grown up way sometimes.