School Days, School Days . . .

The house is finally quiet. My littlest one went to her first day of Kindergarten. I was amused by the way she did it. In the past I have put each of my children on the bus. Each was a little apprehensive, maybe even a little confused about where to sit, what to do, who to ask for help. Each glanced back at me as if to say, "Am I okay? Am I doing this right?" Each waved a somewhat less-than-confident wave to me as the bus pulled away.

Not Molly! She lined up with the rest of the kids and marched right on to the bus. Did she sit in the front seat with the other frightened kindergartners? No! She walked confidently to the back of the bus and took a seat next to a child twice her size. I can only imagine what conversations they had on the short ride to school. Did she wave? No, I couldn't even see her among all the other older children.

When she got off the bus at school (Yes, I did follow my child to school. No, I did not cry!), she walked over to where her teacher was waiting. After giving her a quick hug, she continued on as if to go into the school with the other older kids. You have to understand that the rest of the kindergartners were still huddled by the teacher wondering what to do next. Not Molly. She knows where to go, what to do, who to ask if she doesn't. She is a veteran and hasn't even had her first official day at school yet. I guess that kind of attitude comes with spending countless days visiting the school to see her older brothers and sister.

So watch out, elementary school. Miss Molly is in the house and she's ready to take on anything you can throw at her! Good luck in school, Molly!