The First Day of School

Just yesterday we held a tiny little bundle of joy, and I thought that she would never grow up.  Every season passes, and you don't realize it at the time, but time is truly flying! Many days that I wish my children were old enough to care for themselves. That they could fix their own drink, or find a snack, but I guess I will cherish those moments too.  Today I was reminded that these tender young years are passing way too quickly.  I can't believe my little Pickle is eight and in the third grade! Where has the time gone? 

Over the summer I was amazed at the things she was reading. We are no longer on the little thin books, but she is now reading chapter books and breezing through them. I am thankful she will entertain herself with a good book, but when did she learn to read? She should still be the same size as our Little Man. 

OK, enough of the sappy Mommy.  Pickles was so ready for school to start so that she could be with her friends.  My little social butterfly.  I don't know where she gets that from at all!  Anyway, we are ready to embrace the challenges that third grade will present, and she will once again mature as a student and learn vast amounts of knowledge.  Let's just pray that this Mommy can keep up the the homework!



My sweet little Pickle.  She was such a trooper considering she felt awful and her eyes were nearly swollen shut.



Pickles trying to muster up a smile...

Pickles and her teacher Ms. Hayes.  She had a real smile, but was mad her Mommy made her take another picture!

Until next time, I hope you keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!

Sarah