Monday, August 29, 2011

Ups and Downs

Today was Evie's real first day of kindergarten. She was a rock star! Not one whimper or tear. She hung up her backpack, found her name tag and mat, gave me a big grin and a thumbs up and we left. I was so proud of her. She had a great first day and couldn't stop her self from telling everyone she met today that she was a kindergartner!

After we picked her up from school we went to buy her some new sneakers. Well, talk about a cup runneth over. Evie is equally excited about her new shoes and if she corners you for more than ten seconds you will be shown them while having all of the amazing features they possess described to you in detail. I love that about my girl, how excited she gets over the smallest things. The world is so magical when seen through her eyes.

Poor Lila had quite a different day. I think she was having a horrible, awful, terrible, no-good day. It started the moment she woke up and realized that everyone was going off to school, except for her. And then, through a misunderstanding, she though her sister called her a grown-up. Oh the humanity! Lila absolutely fell apart, "I not a growing-up! Evie say I a growing-up and I NO-O-O-O-OT!"

She finally calmed down after running a couple of errands with me, including a trip up to the grandparents. But then her world came crashing down again when Evie got new shoes and she didn't. It's so hard to explain to a two year old that life is just plain unfair and that no amount of tantrum throwing can change that. Believe me, I've tried. 

Let's hope for a bit of a smoother ride tomorrow. I am exhausted from the emotional roller-coaster of having daughters...


Sandra & Brent said...

One great thing about daughters is that you'll probably never get a call from the Bountiful/Centerville police department telling you about their latest shenanigans :)
I can honestly say that none of my boys ever broke my heart but they gave me plenty of heartburn!

Emilie said...

Being called a grown-up for the first time is really hard to swallow.

Hopefully, tomorrow will be a little more even...emotionally speaking.