It was Jemma's first day of Preschool 3. It was the first day in a very long time that I had to wake her from a sound sleep. I went into her room and gently touched her back and she was completely asleep! It was already 8:15. I had made her lunch and cooked breakfast (bacon and french toast) already. I had to call her name several times before she rolled over and said, "Mommy, just a few more hours..."
After getting her ready and feeding her breakfast, we all piled into the minivan to head to school. Here is my big girl wheeling her backpack with lunchbox attached. I tried to convince her to get a smaller backpack, but she insisted on one with wheels. And it had to be Tinkerbell...
James cried and was very upset when Jemma disappered with her Daddy into the school. Even when Jim got back in the car, he was saying "Jemma.... Jemma... go... go? Jemma..." He had tears streaming down his little face. It was so sweet and sad. He was so, so incredibly happy to see her when we picked her up from school! :)
After getting her ready and feeding her breakfast, we all piled into the minivan to head to school. Here is my big girl wheeling her backpack with lunchbox attached. I tried to convince her to get a smaller backpack, but she insisted on one with wheels. And it had to be Tinkerbell...
James cried and was very upset when Jemma disappered with her Daddy into the school. Even when Jim got back in the car, he was saying "Jemma.... Jemma... go... go? Jemma..." He had tears streaming down his little face. It was so sweet and sad. He was so, so incredibly happy to see her when we picked her up from school! :)
When we arrived home, Jim hung James' letters in his room. Jim painted the letters
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