It was a moment of mixed emotions for me.
And here is Ella talking about her morning at preschool (with a little attitude, which I LOVE :))...
I didn't know what to expect from Ella. Would she cry? Would she be scared?
I knew that Ella has been so excited to start school, but I also knew that she was a little nervous about taking the bus by herself.
But in usual "Ella" style, she was a champ :)
She was all smiles this morning getting on the bus. But once she was on the bus, she was very serious. I know she was a little nervous, but I think she was also proud. Proud to be a "big girl".
As the bus drove away, I had an empty feeling in the pit of my stomach. I've never not had Ella at home when I was there. It was hard to watch her leave. She's still my baby, after all.
When I got back in the house it was quiet. Very quiet. Henry was still home (he starts preschool after Labor Day), but he's pretty self-sufficient.
I didn't hear the usual (and frequent) words coming from our youngest child:
"Mommy, I need help!"
"Mommy, I want a different toy!"
"Mommy, I want to go down the basement!"
"Mommy, I want a drink/snack!"
"Mommy, I need to go potty!"
"Moooooommmmmmyyyyy, I need you!!!"
It was strange not hearing that little voice almost constantly.
So I sat in the silence for a few minutes, thinking about Ella, wondering if she had arrived at school yet.
After a bit I went and played some Wii with Henry and then we had a snack.
Then I dusted, vacuumed and washed the floors.
As it was getting closer to the time that Ella was to return home, Henry and I went out in the front yard to play a little soccer while we waited for the bus.
At last Ella arrived, and I saw a huge smile on her face through the bus window :)
She said she had a GREAT time at preschool, and then proceeded to tell me all about her morning. I was so proud of our little Squishy :)
Here's Ella getting off the bus...
And here is Ella talking about her morning at preschool (with a little attitude, which I LOVE :))...