Go Rattlers!

A week after Jack's 3rd birthday was another big event in the Tatum house. Hannah started kindergarten at Robinson Elementary (Daddy's old work stomping grounds). She was very excited with a side of nerves. I think it helped as we walked the mile walk to the room (no joke, first day of school madness) we were stopped a million times by teachers/admins/secretaries all wanting to see her dad and wish her well. We felt slightly famous, now if only he could pull off a staff parking permit for us next year, we'd be golden. Back to the mile walk, looking back, I'm so glad I had that moment. Holding her little hand as it gripped mine tightly is a memory I won't forget. It was sort of her way saying I'll always need you even when I let go. I am so proud to be her mom it's crazy. I know she was nervous, but she acts with such maturity and poise. Her teacher is Mrs. Keller and the room looked amazing. Hannah is loving school so far. Each day she reports that her favorite activity was recess. Each night she sets out her outfit selection for the next morning complete with matching shoes and hair accessory. She has looked so cute each day. I know Hannah will be successful in school, but it's so symbolic of my first baby growing up. I remember when it was just me and her hanging out in our little apartment with nothing to do. The world was ours. Life has gotten much much busier to say the least. We run from one activity to next. While I miss her like crazy, I'm excited to have new moments of togetherness with baby 3. Hannah going to school has reminded me to slow down and enjoy because before long I'll take my last long walk in to kindergarten and let go. Hannah loves to think about how she will be in 6th grade and the oldest on campus when her new baby brother or sister starts kindergarten. Until then, I'll try to slow my pace, smell the flowers, and hold onto those little hands as long as they will let me.