Kindergarten, good lord, started today. This feels both exciting and cataclysmic. Sofie has been beyond thrilled the past week, full of energy, telling each and every person she has any excuse to talk to during the course of her day that a) she just turned five and b) she's going to school and then basking in the attention this creates. Everyone is ooohing and aahing about this huge step, us included, but none of them are also feeling sad about it like I secretly am.
Such a cutie, and so confident. Which is awesome. How did she get to be so big?
Sofie tells me that maybe the neighbor girl who ended up assigned to the same class will be "my best girl" in a way that's both hopeful and sweet. I explain to her that this may very well be but she'll also be meeting lots of other kids and there's no way to know who her best friends will be yet. Kid friendships are tricky things; you don't want to put too much pressure on the idea that any one particular kid will be someone's best buddy.