Transitions

Where did the time go? I still remember the songs that played on the hospital's Muzak system the night the nurse suggested I walk around a bit to encourage the labor process along. She weighed less than 6 pounds and we had to feed her with a syringe for weeks after she was born like she was a tiny bird. And now, our bird has just discovered she has wings. And for the next 15 years, she'll exercise those wings so that she'll be able to take off on her own and hopefully, not look back. We'll be watching her though (even if it's behind a pair of sunglasses in the pouring rain) and holding our breaths that she continues to succeed and grow the way she has these last 5 and 1/2 years. Our little baby, our little fledgling, our Maeve. And so it begins: Kindergarten.

Our "farwell" picture with Pat at Rocky Hill Family Day Care...



The big day..