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All week Girl Genius has been talking about graduation tomorrow. The four year old munchkin (which I like to call her, but she says “that’s for tiny kids!”), is starting Kindergarten in September. I can remember my own Kindergarten graduation, and I remember memorizing a poem to recite, but I was 5, it’s not THAT big of a deal. Except that when I drove up to her school this morning, the tents were out, and all the extra hands were on deck and this wave of memory came crashing down. And I just want to pick her up and squeeze her! I can remember meeting her in October 2009 when she said “I’m three, and I still suck my thumb, see!” And when I babysat the next month and ended up at Boston College instead of her preschool. And she didn’t say a word the whole car ride! (Crazy!) As I drove away this morning I had tears in my eyes. I know that I’m an emotional person, and that I cry at the drop of a hat, and that I get really attached to people, but I didn’t think I would feel this!