thank goodness for public school

There are many reasons I am not one to be on the home school bandwagon. If I did, Macy would be still illiterate by the age of 18. And with her aspirations of being a cheerleader and a veternarian when she grows up, she is clearly in the wrong household for that training.

I've had 5+ years with her as my side-kick, my protege, my shadow, my mini-me.

She's through with what I have to offer. On Sunday night she told Gregg that she was ready for kindergarten because she was "boring" at home.

I got teary on Thursday night at Meet the Teacher night at her school. But yesterday, I was fine because she is ready to move onto greener pastures.

Good thing bandages are cool in kindergarten...because Macy has a big one.

This is Mrs. Hendrix ~ Macy's very pretty and tall teacher. Macy made sure to thank God for her (and her new class) at dinner last night and at bedtime.

I helped her find her locker, her chair and told her to put on her name tag. The dear, sweet child next to her informed me that it was a "necklace not a name tag".

Thank you sweetheart. And what is your name?

Macy was clearly ready for me take my camera and go on with myself.

Today Gregg took her to school and she left him at the door without even a hug. She told me this afternoon that she was too busy to hug him.

It's already starting ~ we are boring, she is way too busy and getting very independent.

At this point, I may never potty train Paige just so I'll be needed!