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Bye bye, Momma

Grace loves “school.” On days that she doesn't go to school, she picks up her shoes, hands them to me, and says vroom, vroom. 

I don't know about you, Dear Reader, but I interpret that as “Let's go to school, Momma.”

I'm a little jealous, but I'm dealing with it.

This morning, I dropped Grace at school just like I do every morning. When I first put her down, she reached up and hugged me. I hugged her back and kissed her all over her face.

And then she walked away.

She found toys and friends and started playing. I put her lunch and jacket away, signed her in, and turned to leave.

“Gracie, come over and give Momma a smooch,” I said.

She shook her head no. Vigorously.

“No smooch for Momma?” I asked, eyebrows raised.

She shook her head again. She was probably thinking, Momma, you're a little slow today. I already told you no.

“Bye, bye, Baby. Have a good day,” I called as I moved toward the door.

“Buh, buh,” she said as she waved.

One of us was close to tears. It wasn't Grace.

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6 thoughts on “Bye bye, Momma”

  1. Since LB just started going to MMO, I wasn’t expecting to experience this so soon. But it happened this week. I kissed her good-bye, handed her over the door (half door, parents are not allowed in the room) and off she went. No whining, no fussing, she just jumped right in.

    It was a bit of a victory since she had been so fussy at previous drop offs.

  2. Since LB just started going to MMO, I wasn’t expecting to experience this so soon. But it happened this week. I kissed her good-bye, handed her over the door (half door, parents are not allowed in the room) and off she went. No whining, no fussing, she just jumped right in.It was a bit of a victory since she had been so fussy at previous drop offs.

  3. It doesn’t get any better. My 6-year-old started 1st grade this year and when I drop her off at before school care, I’m only allowed to hug her – no kisses allowed in front of the other kids.

  4. It doesn’t get any better. My 6-year-old started 1st grade this year and when I drop her off at before school care, I’m only allowed to hug her – no kisses allowed in front of the other kids.

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