Pregnancy brain does crazy things to me. Usually the problem is social in nature. During my first pregnancy I found it really hard to be nice. During my second I couldn't maintain eye contact. Apparently one of the things it's doing to me this time around is giving my no desire whatsoever to document the life of my family. Not only have I not wanted to blog, but I haven't taken more than a small handful of pictures in the last few months. Finally this week the guilt is catching up with me. My kids change every month, especially little Benson. Someday I will be really sad that I didn't record anything for so long. So on that note, I'm going to try to make this a regular thing again.
Yesterday was Miss Madeline's preschool graduation. Silly, but cute. I'm afraid I might miss preschool more than she will. I loved dropping her off with a big smile on her face after several hugs and kisses. Watching her run to the door of preschool because she was so exited was the best. I loved knowing that she was well taken care of and taught and enriched. I'll also miss her being ready to see me when it was over and telling me all about her afternoon as she bounced around the house in her crazy preschool snack sugar high (candy bars and suckers for a bunch of 4-5 year olds at lunch time? Yup.)
Preschool was good to her.
