Grade 1 (Or "the first grade" for you American types)
The ACN is starting grade one today.
I’m excited. I really am. But, because I am me, I am a wee bit stressed.
Though not nearly as stressed as I was last year. (Of course, fighter pilots in a combat zone aren’t as stressed as I was last year.)
Everything I said last year is still true. (So, just go read that, lazies!) When I asked her about school last night on the phone, she again told me she was excited. And, once again, there were squeals of absolute delight.
Hopefully I’ll have some pics of poodle pop’s big day to post later.
UPDATE: The ACN wouldn’t let her Mommy go with her to meet the teacher because she’s a big girl now. Ha!