
And this is Jasmine today...
on her first day of pre-K. I was fortunate enough to get to take her to school on the first day and for her first time ever, she is after all my goddaughter, so mom had no choice but to let me! :-)
It was a very exciting morning. I went to her house around 11 am. The minute I walked in the door, she runs up screaming, "Nina, I'm going to school today!" The excitement in her voice just made me smile from one end of my face to the other. Then along comes Aly (2 y.o.) saying the same thing, "Nina, I'm going to go to school today!" I didn't have the heart to say, "No you're not sweetie."
11:50 came around in no time. I went out to my car and got my camera, I had to take pictures of this great moment. We then got in the car and headed for her school. She rememered the way, her mom and dad had taken her to see it last Thursday. She kept saying, "Keep going straight...keep going straight...keep going straight....turn here." It was so funny, especially since I knew where the school was at.
We pulled up to the drop off lane, and I started to feel some emotions creeping inside of me. I was finally able to see the young assistants that walk up to the cars and pull the kids out and take them to their class. As our turn came around for one of the girls to come and take Jasmine out of the car, I turned around and tried helping her get her Princess backpack on. The door opens, and she's as ready as could be to get out of the car. She stands up, gives me a big kiss and hug, says I love you, and runs into the school.
I found my way out of the drop off lane and onto 5th where I can head straight to work. Suddenly the tears began to roll down my face. I've seen Jasmine as my baby since the day she was born. I went with mom to all her appointments, was at the hospital when Jasmine was born, took Jasmine to all her check-ups, and have just been a part of her life from day one. Last year we had a big Princess birthday party for her. We started talking to her about getting ready for school this year, and the excitement has been in her ever since. But for me, I still saw her as my baby that wasn't ready to be sitting in a classroom with a teacher teaching her the A,B,C's, and 1,2,3's. And to suddenly see her walking into such a "big" school and into her school as excited and proud as she could be, well I couln't help but realize that she isn't a baby anymore!
And here is the funny part...she isn't my child! Now if I got that emotional simply by leaving my goddaughter/niece at school on her first day of pre-K, imagine what it will be like when it is my own child I'm having to leave at school for the first time!
