Eleanor is 3 years old, and our only child. She will probably remain the only child, to be very honest so maybe this is why I'm so emotional about her getting so big. Up until Tuesday morning, I would have daily anxiety about dropping her off at daycare because she would cry and cling to me and beg me to stay. Yesterday and today were very different. She even ASKED to go to school yesterday morning and recited her daily routine! This morning, by the time I hung her daycare bag and turned around to give her a kiss goodbye, she was already sitting "crisscross apple sauce" at circle time. She didn't even look back.
I was afraid she would continue to cling and cry through her first month of Kindergarten, but it's obvious she feels comfortable where she is and that makes myself and her father VERY happy. It also reminds me that my baby is no longer a baby. This parenting thing gets harder every day!