First day of preschool, October 13, 2010.
First day of kindergarden.
First day of first grade.
First day of second grade.
First day of third grade.
First day of fourth grade, how could this have happened? To us she is still the little girl on the first picture. P is freaking out because he seemed to have forgotten what I have told him since kindergarden, SS will graduate elementary school on 2017. I have no idea how but he was under the impression SS would not start middle school until seventh grade. To P it seems too young to be with those much older kids. Leaving elementary school after fifth grade is not sitting well with my husband. Not much we could do sweetie, it's how the system is designed. It would probably would have been easier for P if SS attended a K-12 school, but that animal only exists in private schools.
By the first week of July I told SS there were no new shark patterns, and to think of an alternative. The problem with the matching backpack and lunchbox is that it is what SS is accustomed to requesting, and getting. Then add her love for sharks and we have a big problem. She really had her heart set on those sharks. In late July we went to Laughlin and I asked SS to remind us to stop at the Barstow Outlets. We were hoping to get lucky, although we knew the probability was very low.
I don't know why but I decided to look at the LL Bean website again, and right there was a new pattern! I had not seen a new pattern that close to the start of school, they usually sell out of the cool ones by mid July. P told me not to even think about waiting, to order them on the spot. And that is how our little girl got her wish. Now, what are the odds she can pull it off six consecutive years?
One thing in common in all the first day of school pics is that SS is wearing Chucks, it's just her thing. She made a beeline to these pair at the store, and I was initially horrified. P gave me the "it's her shoes let her be look," and of course he was right. The thing is the shoes have grown on me, maybe because of how much SS likes them. She kept admiring them like in this picture.
I must add this picture because SS wanted to show her lunchbox as well.
Every time the Red Lobster Crab Feast commercial flashed on the TV screen SS requested to go. About a week or so ago they added that the promotion would be over soon. Of course that did not go over well with SS, and she kept reminding us "it's for a limited time only and will be over soon." I take no responsibility for SS's love of seafood. This one is all on P and Grandpa who have both spoiled her with shell and fin fish. P decided to treat SS to the Crab Feast to celebrate her first day of school.
The waitress could not believe P ordered it for SS, and P added clam chowder instead of salad. Much to our surprise SS ate all the chowder, how is she going to have space for her meal? Well SS impressed the heck out of the waitress who did a double take when she walked by. There was a mountain of shells, and very little meat left over on SS's plate. Oddly SS was not a fan of the crab Alfredo, and she loves Alfredo sauce. Not a problem since it will make a nice lunch for P tomorrow.
If you look to the right of SS's plate you will see her buddy, DOG. She was so happy to see him and since they were apart for a long, seemingly agonizing day, SS would not part with him. That's our sophisticated, crab eating, Chuck wearing, DOG attached daughter.