Pre k and dancing (late post, again)

I am here, at Maya's dance class and deciding to write a little.

Today she started pre school in the same neighborhood I grew up near. The plan is to move her to Paul revere, where I went to elementary.

My thoughts as I let her go today...... She's not a baby. She's so big. And she's so social and such a happy girl. I've done well raising a healthy,happy,almost-4-year old little girl. And I love her. Infinetely. I enjoy her. I smile with her. She brightens my day. She makes my heart happy. I love her.

.....and I can't say it enough.

I can't wait until Ama is doing all of this. It feels so victorious, and like life changing.

She did well in school the teacher said. But then she gets in the car and is a jerk to me. Hahaha. I was ready to whoop her on her first day of school.

Yes this is another sappy post. Deal, motha lovas.

Eew some hippy ass mom just sneezed her boogery sneeze in the dance studio. Imma get ebola