First day of the 5th grade.
Holy Moly.
My uterus is happy and sad.
You should have seen that little woman go out the door this morning.
She was dressed in khaki knee short, a light pink t shirt and a sweet little white shrug sweater.
Yesterday she got her nails and toes done in school colors green and white.
And even had some rhinestones set in the thumbs and big toes!
So freaking excited to go to the Farm School!
My Dad took her to school and walked in with her...
he was going to stay and eat breakfast with her but she wasn't having any of it.
Bye Pops!
All of our hearts are breaking and swelling wide open.
She is not a baby anymore.
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I am amazed that she is in the fifth grade. I am amazed that it has gone by so fast. I am not, however amazed at the grown up graceful woman that she is developing into...look at her mother. she had not much of a choice. xoxoxoxo
Yeah, you don't really have breakfast with your grampa as the start to a new 5th grade. Sad for grampa but good for her. There's never any doubt that she'll go far.
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