My oldest lost her first tooth last week. The day after it fell out, she told me that a boy at her school loves her (she told me, "I was so surprised!"), but she doesn't love him because she loves that boy from her other school and wants to marry him.
Now, I knew she would grow up. I knew at some point this would happen. And, sure, she doesn't know what marriage is, or what it is to love a boy, but this just kinda smacked me in the face!
One day they're all little and you're wiping their butt and, even though it isn't all that bad, you're excited for them to use the toilet. Then they use the toilet and proceed to stick their head in there to see what came out of them, just far enough that their hair gets wet, and you kinda want the diapers back.
Even though there are sure to be many unexpected (and expected) disturbances, I'm so excited to see them learn, grow, and have things I didn't, but this is all happening way too fast.
Tonight we are going to a shindig at her school, which is making me anxious. We don't have to go, but we really do. I just don't want to deal with all the other parents! I want to be involved because I didn't have that and I think it's super important for her to know this school thing is important to us.
I kinda want her to be three again. Lol. Maybe because I'm going into uncharted territory?
Knowing myself, I will be okay (and maybe even have fun) once we are there.
But, I don't wanna go!