I Thought I Could Handle This

Sending John Tylor to school two years ago was a SLIGHTLY emotional time. I misted over when I stuck him on the bus and that was that. We were done. I had alone time with him before Tanara was born so now it was Tanara's turn for alone time while her big brother headed off to the great unknown of SCHOOL. Two years passed and Tanara was finally getting her wish... She was going to school, too. To my suprise (and everyone else's I might add), sending Tanara to school produced no tears, no mist, just "Have a great day, baby! I will see you after school!" Was the amazing control of my emotions too good to be true?

YES! One sunny Sunday afternoon (just the other day, in fact), Tanara came racing into the bedroom and shrieked: "I HAVE A LOOSE TOOTH! I HAVE A LOOSE TOOTH!" We of course did the wiggle test right then and there, and sure enough, she had a very loose tooth. Off she went, slightly concerned that actually losing said tooth would hurt. I lay there and looked at the ceiling and realized that the ceiling in my room is blurry!! Could have been the mist. I looked at John and said, "Is she old enough?" He answered yes. "Honey, school I could do, that was no problem, but I have a really hard time with her losing her teeth! She is just too little to lose her teeth!!" They are so tiny and cute, and I guess they represent my LITTLE girl.

Am I completely messed up???? She just doesn't seem old enough......