First Grade

The little person starts First Grade tomorrow. She’s very excited about it, even to the point of wanting to go to bed an hour early so that she’ll be extra ready. I wish I had something to be excited about going to do on Monday. But, of course, I’m excited for her.

I warned her not to grow up too fast, or she’d be in big trouble, missy, and shook my finger menacingly at her. She giggled and said “Dad!” like only a little girl can. (Those of you with daughters can supply exactly the intonation, I’m sure!)

She really is wonderful, and I’m excited for all the adventures that she’s going to have this year.