Who's the BABY???

So my big girl started PreK today at her Daddy's school. I had honestly not planned on taking her, I was going to pretend she was at school all day hanging out helping Wayne in his classroom. I was okay with the denial, until I learned Wayne wouldn't be able to take her to her class, he would have to drop her in the holding area and there would be no pictures. I decided I would endure the trauma of dropping my baby girl at BIG school to ensure I had pictures to preserve the memory.

In true Hadley form, she made sure I wasn't too traumatized. We are walking down the 1/4 mile hallway and I excitedly tell her we are getting closer and ask her if she is ready. She looks at me with all the exasperation of a 16 year old and says, "Mom quit being a baby."

It was at that moment that I realized no matter how sad I was, I would not break in front of her, I would not be ridiculed by a 4 year old. I seriously could not help but smile the rest of the day when I wondered what she was doing.

Dad dropped in for a couple of minutes before jetting of to his class.