My first grader woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. Apparently, I didn't make her the right breakfast. I made waffles (and by made I mean popping them in the toaster) and cantaloupe. But that is what she wanted last night. I should have known she would change her mind. On to the outfit; she couldn't wait to wear her striped dress. Then it was hair time and THAT is sheer torture... for both her and I! After terrorizing her sister some more, we made it to the school and finally... an attitude change, for the better! Perhaps the rough morning was so I wouldn't be sad to leave her at school ALL DAY. ;)
She survived the first day, loved it and can't wait to go back tomorrow.