Almost

We had been counting down sleeps for a week, she packed and re-packed her backpack, she convinced me she still needed a snack for the forty-five minute, gradual entry class and she had to wear her special shirt for her new teacher.

Anna was ready for kindergarten.

Then, this morning, she woke with a fever of 102 degrees. There were tears of disappointment and "Please Mommy, I'm alright, I can go.", but my darling girl spent much of the day in bed.

She's on the mend now and looking forward to another first day tomorrow.

And while I hate to see her ill, I was thankful to hold on to one last day of Anna's early childhood.