You looked so proud, standing there with your way-too-big backpack. You looked like a genius (which you are), and you had pep in your step as you climbed up on that big yellow bus.
We looked on as your brother begged to go with, wondering where the time went. Yesterday I asked "how did you become a first grader already?" And you responded with "it happens."
It happens. Life happens. Growing up happens.
We can't wait to watch you excel this year. We love you so.
Have a great year baby girl.
Love,
Mama
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