I Blinked and a Kindergarten Admission Letter Arrived.

It feels like I was just agonizing about her biting another baby during class at the 92nd Street YMCA.  And then we celebrated her first birthday – with three parties.  Somewhere during toddlerhood, I blinked and we were off to mommy-and-me preschool co-op.  And then I blinked again and she went off to Nursery school and then Pre-K.

After hours of digging in the dirt at the park, we arrived home to a Kindergarten admission letter. She studied it like it was one of Willy Wonka’s golden tickets.  I suppose I have six months more to be in denial, to try and prepare myself.  In the meantime, I’m going to cherish picking my baby girl up from school at 11:30 am, and many more afternoons playing in dirt piles.