Go Get Em Tiger

Gosh, I’m a little bit sad because I wrote a whole post about Marlowe’s big day tomorrow and it’s gone. I’m not sure exactly what happened to all my thoughts and gush-filled mom words. aw.

And/but if anything, this post will show you how far behind I am on life… I’ve had these photos of Marlowe’s preschool graduation day sitting here, waiting to be posted. But now that she’s entering kindergarten, it might be a good time, ya?

I’m excited and nervous for this little girl. I know she’ll love it, she’ll make a load of friends, and she’ll learn a lot– but I’m nervous with the bigness of school– and how tiny she still is. It’s not a tiny building anymore– it’s a rather large one, filled with hundreds of kids. And she’s just five (almost six). But again, I know she’ll love it.

She can read full books now. I see her read large, difficult words like “experiment” or “temperature” and other longer words that I wouldn’t expect a five year old to read so well and with so much ease. She has such a desire to learn. Asking for work books, math books, reading, and on a constant quest know and learn more.

She’s well liked by everyone she meets. The kindest, sweetest, most curious, and intelligent little being I’ve ever met. She won the most awards in her school last year and we couldn’t be more proud. It’s been exciting to watch this kid grow into such a cool and thoughtful tiny person. Someone so young who already has her mind set to change the world. She still wants to be a fashion designer, and a veterinarian, and she’s added “president” to her list– because she, “actually cares about this Earth.” We’ll see what the future has in store for her, but I am 100% certain, that whatever she does, she’s going to make a difference. She’s going to do great things for this world. I’m excited to be here for her, to hug her, to push her, and stand behind her, to cheer her on— all while giving her enough space to really expand into the amazing individual she is and will be.

Happy first day of kindergarten, Ms. Marlowe Paloma. We love you. We’re proud of you. You’re going to move mountains… and we can’t wait to see it.
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