School Days.

The first three weeks have gone by without a hitch. The early mornings I once feared have evolved into a special morning ritual. Amazingly, you began - the first day - waking up all by yourself around 7am. Unbelievable, since up until then you were sleeping in until at least 9am! You are the sweetest alarm clock. You brave the stairs and climb into bed with us, asking for my hand as we cuddle for a good half hour interrupted only by some tickle giggles when we're (make that me) finally ready to move out to the couch for some "Dinosaur Train" and breakfast. You love your dresses and cheerfully dress yourself before slipping on your turtle pack-pack.

When your teacher fetches you from the car, you blow me a kiss and even once offered the sentiment, "It won't be a long time, mom." I watch you, with your teacher, hand in hand, walk back to class and always crack up to see you start in immediately chatting with her.

Picking you up is even more fun, as you are quick to unpack your turtle to show off the coolest art projects. I've been waiting a long time to cover our fridge in your artwork! Do you know before you could even hold a crayon, I'd dip your hands in ink and make fingerprint art with you. Your artwork makes me happy.

The funniest experience so far would have to be your refusal to participate in "P" week. Since "B" is your favorite, you told your teacher "No thank you" and drew an extra circle on your practice "P's" giving them "B" makeovers.

You are an original.

Photo inspiration: Blonde