Today: another step away from me out into the world. A small taste of good-byes yet to come.
The first day of preschool.
2 tiny lunch boxes filled with love and good things to eat. Little feet marching out the door. Smiling faces, proud and pretty.
Every once in a while, I catch glimpses of what they will look like, who they will be as they grow older. I feel tingly with tears and awe. Days come and go: fall, winter, spring, summer. Fall, winter, spring, summer. Bigger shoes, bigger clothes, longer hair, more to say, more they can do. Today, like all days, I am a proud and grateful mom.