To quote Marvin K. Mooney, Will You Please GO NOW?…  

The time has come.  The time is NOW.  

Tomorrow, my little girl starts daycare for the first time.  Full day, 9-3.  All by her big self.  I’ve been spending the last few days getting her supplies together, trying to make a smaller lovey for her to take along, and biting my nails at the prospect of that first tearful parting.  But hopefully Miss P will prove me wrong.  We’ve been calling daycare “school” in the hopes that it builds up the excitement a little, seeing as how her big brother has been going to school since she can remember and will be starting Kindergarten in a week.  Miss P has meet her teacher a few times already.  And I’m hoping that she’ll kind of remember the place, seeing as how she came with me to drop off and pick up big brother when she was tiny.  My only saving grace is the knowledge that she probably won’t be the only little one crying.