The morning started off good. She must have been very excited because she got up at 6:00...before her alarm. MY KID....6am. Anyway, I had gotten up early and made this delicious yummy casserole with some leftover banana bread. The casserole was gone so everyone must have enjoyed it. I put it in the oven and went back to bed. I got in the shower at 610 and by the time I got downstairs, Tatum was already dressed in her back to school outfit that she picked out herself:)
We got lunches packed and teeth brushed and then we were off to the bus stop. Of course, it has been raining since 5 am and showing no signs of slowing down..so instead of our usual walk to the bus stop, we drove. We took a few pictures, none of which I am happy with and said our goodbyes.
I honestly was okay..I was CLOSE...I wont lie...but I only shed one tear while at the bus stop. I came home and loaded up the car and took a minute to myself to pray. I prayed for her, her bus driver, her school day, the friends that God was going to have come into her life this year. I prayed for their protection from wrong doing. And while I was doing this, I look back and my baby boy has his head bowed and his hands perfectly folded--he was praying with me. THEN I cried....and I cried HARD.
After our amen's and I love you's...we were off to Amy's but NOT before I couldn't remember if I turned off the oven. Luckily I was close to home and was only 10 minutes late for work.
I couldn't wait to pick her up tonight so I could hear all about it. She had very few kids in her class that were from her last class so I was a little worried about her. But, you know T. She has her very own agenda. She was happy that she got to sit next to Layla for a brief period, but then got her desk moved because she was too tall for it:) She got to sit next to a new little girl named Cheyeanne and she said she tried really hard to befriend her because she was new to the school. She ate lunch with her and played with her during recess. She is such a great kid. God sure blessed us with her. I am so proud that she is my daughter. People will learn from her--I just know it!
She couldn't wait to have daddy come home though so she could tell him all about it.
We love you Tatum. You have such a huge heart and we love you for that. We continue to pray for you for a great year not only emotionally, but spiritually and scholarly as well. We are sooo proud of you!
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I ADORE her. Doesn't surprise me that should would be nice to the new student. That's my girl!
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