Preschool…

My daughter will be going into preschool this fall. In my neck of the woods, they can be in it when they’re three. Sweet. So I registered her for the three-day a week program through our school district (It’s way less than a daycare with a preschool program, or a church’s preschool program, and it’ll be kids she’ll be going to school with in the future as well, so for me, it’s beneficial.) My little girly girl – who picked out a pink paisley and cammo  skirt, her pink cowboy boots, and her cammo tank top with pink stars (she looooooves pink. Maybe a little too much.) went to Walmart with me today to pick out a backpack – because I know she’s going to need one. She pointed to the Barbie bag.

Me: Do you want that one?

Her: *shakes her head no*

Me: *points to the Minnie Mouse bag next to it* What about this one?

Her: Nope.

Me: What about the Doc McStuffins one?

Her: No, Mommy. I don’t want dat one.

Me: Which one do you want?

Her: *points further down the line of bags to the boys’ backpacks* Go dat way, Mommy.

Me: You want one of these? *totally not surprised at all, in all honesty*

Her: Mommy, I want dis one. *reaches out of cart for a backpack and grabs it.*

This is my daughter with her new backpack: 20150801_163827

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Author: authormilligib

Stay-at-home Mom (The most important job I'll ever have) and author, occasional photographer.

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