First this, then that

Yes, that is my 5 year old fully drowning in a very vintage wedding dress. I'm afraid this is what happens when I leave my kids at other people's houses, but things could be worse. My son was not interested in trying it on, go figure.

In less than 6 days, my firstborn will be starting kindergarten. Things have been ~clears throat~ rough around here lately. I have one incredibly moody & spirited 5 year old and one insanely cranky/loud/abrasive 2.5 year old. It's not the prettiest mixture. So in a way, I'm relieved. Yes, I wrote that out loud. I am relieved to be sending a child to school all day, I am relieved that the constant battles will slow and I won't be referring good guy-bad guy all day long. It's exhausting.

On the other hand, I will miss her dearly. She just wants to be good and do well, but it's hard when your little brother is out to attack at every corner. And mommy is so busy with her nose on the computer, and daddy's band has been practicing a lot, and so on, so on. It's hard to balance, it's the bane of parenthood and life. But with school, I feel like Sylvia will have her own thing. Does that make sense? It's hers alone, hers to discover and shine and struggle with. We won't know everything that occurs (but trust me, the school is very hands-on), and she can leave out any information she chooses. Her brother won't be there to screw the day up with his naps, or destroy the tower she is building. It will be nice.

So from kindergarten to weddings, it will all be flying by so quickly, and that is what makes me teary.