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Today was my daughters first day of school. Well, sort of.
When I’m at work, she’s in a great, awesome, friendly, advanced daycare down the hall. I don’t know how I would do with her too far from my bosom for too long.
Is it too early to use the word ‘bosom’?
So today, she moved up to the ‘big kids class’ and it really felt like her first day at school.
I rushed her around to get everything together and get us out the door on time, and as we’re walking to the door of her ‘school’ I ask her to turn around and smile for me.
This is what I get.