Thursday, August 13, 2009


I have a kindergartner.

Today was her first day.

Her dad and I walked her to school. I was going to grab my camera on the way out the door this morning, but I talked myself out of it. I didn't want to embarrass her on her first day by being all crazy photography mom, the one that followed her around with a camera to document every stride of her first walk to her very first day of elementary school because, you know, she might want a flip book some day. See here? she'll say. This is me walking to school. No really. Watch (thwip thwip thwip thwip). Besides she might want me to hold her hand. And carry her bag. So no camera. As we neared the crosswalk and the school I could see other parents walking their kids inside for their first day. Every single one of them had a camera. Of course. At this point the crossing guard grinned and said, Hey! first day? Got yer camera? No? and then she proceeded to whip out her pretend camera to take a picture of Maya, so even she had a camera. There was no time to go back, so I resolved to take a picture or twelve when she got home that afternoon and marched through the IN door with Maya. We followed her to her classroom, waited for her to hang up her bag, gave her eleventy or so hugs and about as many kisses, waved and left. After that, she was out of my hands. There was nothing for me to do but cross my fingers and wait. Oh, and go to work. At 3:17, I called to see how it went (okay, but nobody wanted to be her best friend) and to find out what she learned, a question I didn't actually expect her to answer but to which Maya replied: we learned to keep our hands and bodies to ourselves. Good deal, I said. And then she ran off to play.

Yay! The Nanda blogs again! Why didn't you tell me, you secretive little wench, you?

And congratulations on starting school, Maya! I can't believe you're so big now!
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