And she's off..

Diana started kindergarten today. We had a fun morning and started lots of traditions!
I stayed home from work so I could walk her to school because it's only 1/4 mile down the street.
This morning, she opened her schultute. It's a German first day of school tradition and I have adopted it as well. Hey, Matt's part German, so that counts, right? There were all kinds of goodies in it. She said she didn't have a favorite, that she liked everything in it.



Then we took a picture outside before we walked over. Thanks to neighbor Heather for snapping a couple pics.



Then Diana obliged and took some photos outside of her classroom where we patiently waited for her teacher to open the door. Diana was posing the whole time. I hope other parents don't think she's a model or something. On a side note, she's the only blonde in the class (as of the first day, that is).




I sadly walked home by myself after the teacher asked the kids to stay bye to their parents. A couple little girls cried like crazy but not mine! We blew kisses and said see ya later. I can't hardly believe it.
My sister called me while I was in the classroom and I texted her on my way home that she would have to give me an hour or so before I called her back because if I called right away, I would start bawling! :)

Amy's first graduation

I don't have a photo because I wasn't expecting to be told that Amy would no longer have to go to physical therapy. I would have taken a picture of Amy with her physical therapist and made a big ole scene, but I was really surprised when Jennifer said that my little one is doing great. She thinks she will be walking soon even. I said 'Do you think she'll be walking before Christmas?' She said definitely. Now, I am not going to take that to the bank, because it's not like she's a fortune teller or anything, but that's awesome!
Her final appointment was yesterday and it went great, obviously. Amy played, crawled around the room and walked along the furniture. Jennifer was very impressed.
It was a bittersweet day for me. I have always loved the PT appointments because they are fun, informative and require zero shots.
But...Amy's physical therapist got pregnant and is due in a month. So, had she not granted Amy release from PT, we would have had to see a different physical therapist in six weeks and I was not down with that.
I was all weird when we left and Jennifer was all 'Bye!' I said 'Bye, thank you for everything, good luck with the baby...' And on and on. I mean, this is the woman who has been very instrumental in Amy's development. Does she think I was going to sprint from the office and never look back? Not likely.
I am pretty pumped that Amy is doing so well. But she's growing up way too fast. I just can't believe that 12 1/2 months ago, she was a little 3-pounder. She's a big mama now.

Why does time fly?

Don't even get me started on the emotions I am going to feel seven days from now when I drop Miss D off at (wait for it) kindergarten (gasp!) AHHHHH!

My little camper

Diana started her second week of Camp Disney at a local performing arts center this week. The week before was week one and the week before that she participated in a gymnastics camp that was more camp than gymnastics.
Every day when we asked her what she did at camp, she'd reply with 'We colored.' It's pretty much been the same response with the Camp Disney experience, but they are learning some Disney songs. Whatever. It's cheaper than day care and it gives her summer a little variety.
It's weird though to think of her at camp. We just drop her off and she's fine. That's one brave girl, man. She has no idea who we are leaving her with (not that I do) and she just goes on her way. As long as she's happy, I'm happy.
She starts at the new daycare center next week and then it's off to Kindergarten the following week.
As one of the moms said a couple weeks back at a birthday party we attended, "shouldn't the first day of school be a holiday for moms?" Uh, yea, is my response!