It's Almost Time...

I'm a mix of emotions as I write this.  I'm SUPER excited for the events that are about to happen tomorrow...but a big part of me is holding on, screaming, kicking, sad.  My little girl is starting school.  And it's not really SCHOOL school.  Just preschool.  But still.  I'm allowed to be a mommy and be sad my little girl is growing up - and growing up way too fast.  I'm also allowed to cry (away from her) because she has never been away from me for long periods of time.  I'm allowed to have the Momma Bear in me be protective and not want her to be out of my reach.  I'm allowed to miss the little one year old learning to walk.  I'm allowed to just want to run far away with her so she doesn't have to go tomorrow.  But I won't.  I can't.  I wouldn't.

I'm excited to see her venture off into this new phase.  I'm excited for what she is going to learn.  I'm excited she will make new friends.  I'm excited she will grow independently and experience life.  I'm excited for the days she brings me home her little arts and crafts projects.  I'm excited for her.  Just plain excited.

And to celebrate and get ready...we've made today (and a lot of yesterday) about her. 

Last night before bed we spent some time laughing and snorting and taking silly pictures of us. 

Today we got up and had breakfast and left the house.  We went to Walmart to let her pick out new nail polish for her fingers and toes.  She picked a sparkly pink.  She was super excited.

She got new tennis shoes to leave at school in case of an accident.  They were only $10 - deal!

We met up with her BFF to watch airplanes take off and land at the local airport.




Taken from my phone so not the best

We went to lunch at one of the best places where she had grilled cheese...

And because she loved her silly pictures so much last night...we had to take this one:


And we just HAD to have dessert.  A yummy cupcake!  And of course...with a silly picture!

Today is still young and she's napping right now.  We will get the spa treatment with a manicure and pedicure when she wakes up.  She will also get a nice bubble bath before bed.

I don't know how tomorrow will pan out.  I'm sure there will be tears.  If not from her, definitely from me.  I am not a fan of Father Time.  I don't like how fast things are moving.  I want to bottle her up and keep her young forever.  But I can't.  If I am this nervous/sad/excited for preschool - I can't imagine kindergarten, elementary and high school - let alone college!

All I know is I love that little pumpkin-a-poo-poo with every ounce of my being.  I'm so proud of her and so honored I was picked to raise such a beautiful little girl.  I must have done SOMETHING right in my lifetime to be so blessed!