I was surprised when I literally had to drag Kate out of bed this morning. Usually when something big is up, so is she. Once she was alive, awake and alert, though, she was over the top enthusiastic. She got herself dressed, brushed her teeth, washed her face and demanded a waffle. Spunky. Then off we all went, dropping Sarah off in her brand new 3-year-old class (next year she'll rule the school!) and then off to Drew. As we pulled into the parking lot I could hear Kate quaking with giddiness. Then we got out of the car and she donned her fabulous Hello Kitty backpack (a birthday gift from our next door neighbors) and she couldn't stop giggling. She grasped my hand and we headed for her classroom.
Before we got into the building she said "I'm laughing because I'm just so excited" and giggled more. Then came the shock and awe. Drew goes from 3-year-olds (that's new, we didn't know or we might have tried to get Sarah in there, too) through 8th grade. There were big kids everywhere. Kate fell silent. She didn't stop smiling but her eyes were huge, taking it all in. When we arrived in her classroom her teacher, Mrs. Cone, greeted and her and showed her how to check in. Then she gave her a big notebook titled "My Writing Journal" and asked her to find her assigned seat and put her name and a drawing of herself on the first page of her new journal. As the other kids filed in, Kate set to work. And the camera, wouldn't work. After a few moments of me thinking that if indeed the camera wasn't going to work (neither of us brought our phones in with us) I just might cry. I'd managed to avoid it until that moment but not to have photos of this moment...I got a little choked up and then the camera began to click away. Close shave.
When I picked Kate up she looked as happy as she had when I dropped her off, all pink-cheeked from outdoor play. When I asked her how her day was she reported that she was just too tired to tell me. It wasn't until 2 hours later when she spoke on the phone with Uncle Steve, recounting every second of her day, that I found out what she did all day. It was a lot. She had fun. One day down, 179 to go.