First Day of School - Kindergarten

This morning James and I took Kaylin to school for her first day of Kindergarten. Although she is used to going to pre-school this will be her first time in full-day school. She was excited to go. And true to form - I mostly retained my composure until I walked out the door--and then I got choked up. It will be a weird experience for me to have her gone for so many hours. I know the time apart will be good for us. We will both grow in many ways. But - I'm still sad those pre-kindergarten days are now gone. Here are some pictures we took this morning.

FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL CHECKLIST

1 - Pose for pictures

2 - Show you are prepared with backpack

3 - Pose for picture at school with teacher in background 4 - Drop off backpack

5 - Let go of Mommy (sniff sniff)

and 6 - HAVE A BLAST

WE LOVE YOU BABYCAKES!!

Flashback 2006 - Little Girls and Lipstick Don't Mix

In June of 2006 (Kaylin was about a year and a half) we went down to San Diego to spend some time with Great Grandma Charlene and to have a mini-vacation. On Sunday afternoon I placed Kaylin down for her nap (in her Pack-N-Plan) in the guest bedroom. I then proceeded to the living room where James and I visited with family for the next couple of hours. I had a habit of peeking in on Kaylin when she was napping. But the house was old and the bedroom door was tight and squeaked so I tried to keep my distance. At one point I finally decided to risk it. I gently cracked opened the door and to my horror found my little girl sitting up with her face and body completely red. A split second of panic set in as I wondered if she was choking on something or having an allergic reaction. And then in an instant I discovered what she had done. First of all - she had not been sleeping (for who knows how long). Instead she had been discovering the joy of "painting". Turns out the Pack-N-Play was within arms length of the dresser where just hours before I had placed two tubes of lipstick. My precious daughter had spent an unknown amount of time "detailing" her body in two lovely shades of pink. After I got over the initial shock I carefully (and I mean carefully) picked her up and re-introduced her to the rest of the family. Below are the pictures of her handy work:

The first two pictures you can tell by the look on her face that she's unsure of what's going to happen to her. She couldn't tell if she was in trouble or not. After our shock wore off we couldn't help but laugh (I mean really - how are you suppose to react to something like this). Once she saw us smiling she knew she was off the hook and began to ham it up. (Well - it was funny until the clean-up began. Just an FYI - lipstick will leave a ring around the tub. So after I cleaned her, the tub, and her clothes and sheets I banned all lipstick from the premises.)