What makes it even better is that Riley and her best friend are in class together!
In contrast to last year, I left that little preschool classroom proud. Proud of my first-born as she looked confident and helped her friend adjust to the new surroundings - familiar to her this time around. I was so proud that I actually high-fived my friend as we left the room. I was proud that I let Riley wear her worn out, hand-me-down-from-her-cousin red dress and her non-matching pink, sparkly, light up shoes. I let go. It made her happy so I was too. Last year I was holding an almost newborn but this year, I confidently handed her off and strode off in my high-heels and working mom wear. I was proud that I was excited, not sad. I was excited not only about Riley's newest adventure but mine too. And you know what? I couldn't wait to see my kids when school let out and we picked up Reese. I loved on them a little more, used kinder words, and even made dinner. Now that's something to be proud of.