My baby, though initially scared, had a great first day.
My baby made friends on her first day of school.
My baby looked confident and happy when she walked out of the school.
My baby was eager to tell me about her first day.
My baby followed me around the house to talk about her second day.
My baby is happy.
My baby is 11 and in middle school.
My baby is not a baby anymore.
She’s grown up on me when I wasn’t looking.
She took on a major change with poise, grace, and determination.
She maneuvered the hallways and portables of a much bigger school with ease.
She has crossed over from girlhood to teenager.
And she still greets me with a huge smile and even bigger hug.
She gives great hugs!
I’m so proud of her.
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