Chloe started 1st grade today, and what a morning it was! She had a little bit of a cough which for her turned out to be a big problem. Adding to that her shoe problem ("new shoes are for running only mom, not for going to school." What was I thinking?) and her sock problem ("these socks are too fuzzy!") made for an eventful morning. Then her breakfast wasn't quite right (we won't get into that) and it was time to go. She said "Mommy I don't like getting up early!" Well, I don't know many people who do. Is it going to get better from here? It doesn't get better, it just gets different my dear! I have been praying and praying that Chloe would be able to adjust to her new class and make a friend, and I have to admit, I had reason to wonder if she would when I dropped her at her new class. She looked like a deer in the headlights, I did not want to leave her! 
But when I picked her up (a little early on account of my slightly overprotective nerves) she said "Mommy, I made a new friend! I love this school and I want to come back everyday!" Well, will miracles never cease...
But when I picked her up (a little early on account of my slightly overprotective nerves) she said "Mommy, I made a new friend! I love this school and I want to come back everyday!" Well, will miracles never cease...
