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I imagine that the first day of school – any school – qualifies as something of a right of passage. It symbolizes that you’re maturing and getting ready to endure everything that life has to offer. What nobody ever talks about is how traumatic it can be – for the parents. That’s right, I can hardly believe that my daughter is off to preschool, starting this week, and complete with her backpack, lunchbox and a whole lot of enthusiasm Sofi headed off to “Mama’s School” to start her education.
After finding out that I wouldn’t be able to participate in all the activities or take her to school (for fear of a changing routine), I did get to hear all about her day when I got home. She played, did the hokey pokey, and met a little girl with purple boots. I am beside myself with happiness that she’s enjoying it, and look forward to hearing about the joy that it brings her.
Papa
