So we headed to the school, and Easton and I walked her in, but not without snapping a few pictures by the car, and by the school. We found her name at one of the tables, and she put her backpack on her chair...and then the nerves hit, and she was very uncomfortable, and I thought, oh no, she's going to freak out and start crying...but nope, I just talked with her, and I introduced her to the kids on either side of her...the boy on her right, is a cute little kid named, Mo. how cute is that!? haha. And the teeny tiny girl on the left is Laicie. So I tried to get them talking, and she slowly became more comfortable and once she pretty much started ignoring me, I knew that was my cue...so off Easton and I went. We got outside the school...and emotions hit. NO. I did NOT cry...however, I felt the rumblings of emotion, but I harnessed them and was a strong mother. No tears today. :) I survived. :)
(After school she said her favorite part was recess...of course)