Since all three of her big brothers are officially in school this year for the first time, we wondered how it would affect her. What would she do in the house without them? Would she love it or hate it?
The first couple of days last week, when Preston started preschool, she seemed to be a little lost and sad. Things weren't looking too well. She kept asking where he was and when he was coming back. I worried that it would be hard on her because she's never had to play alone. Around three days into it though, she announced that she was going to be a "Mermaid". She took her mermaid doll into the bathtub with her and played forever, pretending to splash her tail. I stayed with her and finally told her that it was "time to go". "But MOMMY! I'm uh Mew-Maid! We can't weave!" I tried to tell her that it was time to go get her brother to bring him home. She looked me right in the eyes and said, "I fink I wike it home...all by mysewf." wow. That didn't take long.
I'll have to admit...selfishly, it is SO much fun being home with her and spending our "Girl time" together. After having three boys, I never would have believed that I would get to spend a morning having my fingers and toes (literally) painted by a little girl. She is so different than what we're used to.
I know to cherish these "Mermaid Days" and wild mani/pedis with crazy hair styles that she gives me, while I still can. I'm pretty sure that it's going to feel just about like a second until we're dropping her off at preschool next year, too.
When that day comes, though, no matter how independant she'll be...or how fast she scoots into her little seat at her school table, and waves "good-bye" as we turn to leave...it's not going to matter in my heart. To me, she'll always be, our little "Mew-maid"...and we wouldn't have it any other way.