So much for making me feel better.

Number 7 and I experienced pretty much the same thoughts and emotions this morning in anticipation of her first day of preschool.

Excitement.

Sort of.

Doubt.

Acceptance.

Determination.Second thoughts.

Anticipation.

Apprehension.

And dread.

Number 4, who witnessed my meltdown after Number 5 climbed on the bus for the first day of kindergarten last week, decided she should intervene to make the two of us feel better.

On the way to school she did her best to be positive. As we pulled into the parking lot of her school she said,

“Number 7, you will LOVE school. And you will love your teacher, too.”

Oh, what a good big sister.

Then Number 4 looked at me.

“Mommy, I really like my teacher. But not as much as I like you. I’m sure you were a better teacher than she is.”

Oh, what a good daughter.

“But Mommy?”

“Yes?” I answered.

“My teacher is definitely prettier than you.”

And with that, she hopped out of the car,

skipped to the door,

and made her way down to the classroom of the World’s Prettiest Teacher.

Whatever.

Wait until June after Number 4 has had a whole school year to wear that chick down.

We’ll see who’s prettier then.

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