In all the craziness of the past two weeks, more of which will come later, I didn't post about Peyton starting preschool. There are so many times when I feel guilty about Peyton. She is seriously the easiest child ever. She's quiet, obedient (most of the time), good natured, and just so easy to have around.
I love, love, love that she's like this, but I so wish that I was better at remembering and making a big deal out of more things with her. She is the proverbial middle child, through and through, and I feel so bad about that sometimes.
She wasn't nervous for preschool, she didn't even really say much about it, she was just excited, for the week or so leading up to preschool. She'd been asking me since last year if she could go, so she was more than ready.
I waited till the last minute and the night before her first day I was running around trying to get leggings for her first day outfit. She loved it cause of the tutu, she's wanted one for awhile! I must say, it looks adorable on her too.
Her best buddy is in her class, and she introduced him and his favorite color to the rest of the class before he could do it. Poor Braden, Peyton was just looking out for her man! Little did she know it made him a little sad. She thought he was doing him a favor, silly girl!
Every day she heads into class with a smile on her face, happy to be there. Then when I pick her up, her face lights up, and she yells 'MOM', and runs to give me a hug. She adores her teachers and loves to be able to play on the playground like a big girl. Yet again, I can't believe how fast she's growing up, I just adore this little girl!
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