It has been pretty awesome to be able to spend this last year with Bean. I'm amazed by what she has learned and who she has become. I can't wait to see what God has planned for our baby girl.
Today is your first day of Kindergarten. I can't believe you're starting school. Your Daddy and I remember so vividly the day you were born. Let me tell you, it was a long day. I was watching A Christmas Story while waiting and waiting...and waiting. You finally came, at your own perfect time. That first moment I saw you, my heart grew so big, I thought it was going to explode. Hearing your first cry brought tears streaming down my face. I mean, I finally had you out of my womb and into my arms. I waited, not so patiently, for you. And now here you are. And here I am, with tears flooding my eyes.
We had a rough start, but Baby Girl, we made it through. I love your quirkiness, your creativity, your passion, and your spunk. We are so similar. That's why we butt heads sometimes. But I'm so proud that we share so many things.
Baby Girl, I pray for many blessings upon you as you start your first year of school. I pray that as mother and daughter that we will grow closer. I'm excited to hear about your days, your friends, and your heart. You are beautiful and smart, sassy and sweet, and all around a wonderful daughter. Don't forget that no matter what, YOU ARE LOVED by us, but most importantly by your Heavenly Father.
Enjoy your first day of school. I love you, Bean.
Somehow, the sunlit world is gray
A small girl went to school today.
So often in these few years
Of healing hurts and drying tears
Of picking playthings off the floor
Or running often to the door
To see if she was safe at play
The awful fear that she might stray
On eager, fearless baby feet
Into the crowded city street.
One thought has been a placid pool.
She'll soon be old enough for school.
And she was old enough today
Yet all the sunlit world is gray.
So soon my rooms grow orderly
With no small girl to bother me.
But quiet rooms are lonely things
When in their walls no small girl sings.
A quiet yard's a lonely place
When it has known a small girl's face.
Today she joined the world of women.
She'll not be wholly mine again.
Today she braved life's rise and fall.
Dear Lord she seems so very small!
Somehow the sunlit world seems gray
My baby went to school today.