So yesterday was my daughter's first day of Kindergarten. Neither one of us cried, although her little brother did. (I think he realized that I'm not nearly as fun as his sister.) She did great! She got into the car smiling and proceeded to tell us about all the cool things they did in her class. I am so glad that her first day experience was a good one.
Today, however, was a different story. There was no problem with her going, but about 10:30 this morning I got a call from the school nurse telling me she had thrown up. Poor baby: (
So, I brought her home, and she won't go back until at least Thursday. (the 24 hour rule and all)
Anyhow, she was a trooper. She told the teacher she thought she was going to be sick and almost made it to the restroom, but only got half-way down the hall. I am so glad the teacher heeded her warning. The experience we all dread happened to my precious angel on the second day of kindergarten. I love that girl so much!