It’s kind of amazing to me how much difference a single year can make.
When Bubbles started kindergarten last year she still had that “young” look of my baby girl. This year, though, after taking her picture for the first day of 1st grade yesterday, I couldn’t help but notice she wasn’t a baby or even a little girl: she was a big girl.
We absolutely loved our last school and leaving it was one of the harder decisions when we chose to move. Without the excitement of looking for her friends and the familiarity of her previous building, I was worried she might be apprehensive about her first day here. Instead she was happy to throw on her new backpack and take on her new school.
I don’t think it hurt that her new classroom has stability ball seating, something she discovered at the open house, or that she was going to have weekly computer lab and art class. There’s also after school soccer for grades 1 & 2 that she is looking forward to starting.
We are optimistic for the new year, and as of right now, I think she’ll breeze through better than we could have hoped for. After all – she’s a big girl now, not a baby, something she reminds me of frequently. She can adapt and change and blaze her own path, no matter where she is.