our little pussycat
Before going to work today, I passed by the nursery to give the note I’d written for Caila’s teacher explaining why she had been absent, and as I stepped out of the building, I saw her school bus approaching and her little head (with the cat ears) looking out the window. So I walked to the side of a parked car making sure that she wouldn’t see me, and spied on them. The bus assistant went down first carrying all the children’s bags, then one by one, she went back into the bus to help each of the kids get out. As the kids got down from the bus, they claimed their bags from the pile and waited for the others. Finally, they entered the building to the nursery to start the day.
I know it’s such a simple thing, but I was just proud of my daughter that at her age, she could easily follow and obey instructions. Sure, she’s been doing it for around 2 weeks now, but…I don’t know…I was just proud. It may be because it was my first time to see how she acts alone with strangers, without me or her Daddy or her nanny. It was a big difference compared to her first day, when she cried so loudly that my heart broke to leave her. She really is growing up (sigh!). And I also really appreciate the bus assistant for patiently doing whatever she does to take care of the kids every day. I don’t think there were any rowdy kids, but still, she has a big responsibility making sure the kids she’s assigned to are safe.