Today was Daniley's first day of Kindergarten. It was a FABULOUS day. I had breakfast with her in the cafeteria and then dropped her off in her room and got out promptly. As I kissed her goodbye I could feel my eyes starting to well up but I did NOT want her to see my crying so I did my best to get myself under control. I left the room and headed to work.
At work ALL DAY I could do not much more than think about Daniley. I did not attempt any dangerous maneuvers and barely attempted anything requiring concentration at all. I planned to get off early to meet her at the bus (this will be Daddy's duty starting tomorrow). We waited and waited and waited. The bus was 15 minutes late. Then finally, it peeped over the hill top!!! FINALLY. DID I SAY FINALLY???!!!
And we waited, and waited, and waited. The other girl got off, and walked all the way past me (and I was a good distance back) and still Daniley did not get off the bus. Then FINALLY, she appeared!! DID I SAY FINALLY???!!! FINALLY SHE JUMPED OFF THE BUS!!!
AND TOOK OFF RUNNING TOWARDS US!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And after we got home I asked her what her FAVORITE part of the whole day was.
"NAPTIME."
What was your second FAVORITE PART?
"The BUS RIDE!"
And about 30 minutes later, yes it happened. I got a call on my cell phone from Daniley's teacher. Yes that's right, a phone call on her very first day.
"Hi, This is Mrs. Howanitz. We had a great day. Daniley is so sweet and funny.
She's hilarious. I just love having her in my class."
Yes Mrs. Howanitz, you are blessed indeed. Blessed indeed!



