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| As requested, the weekend before school began. How could a mommy say no? |
If firsts are bitter, then lasts remain sweet. I try not to think past this, her final year of preschool, knowing that kindergarten (gasp!) represents an even greater trajectory. And, if she asks, a new heart for her collection. For now, we do our best to remain present, surrounded by familiar cubbies, returning friends, and a fabulous assortment of stuffed puppies.
Happy first day, sweet girl. Mommy loves.
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