We walked together and once at school divided into three smaller groups and rotated through the three class rooms, joining the preps and meeting the teachers. Leila recognised some faces in one of the classes but not really in the other two. But she held her own. She didn't look small, she looked young, but my babe looked like she belonged.
In the final class they went outside skipping with ropes, something leila has not done before. She found it hard to get the hang of it, until a prep girl sweetly asked "would you like me to show you how?" And she silently nodded yes please.
Perhaps because I struggled in the early days and again in her 3rd year, there were times when I wished myself ahead to a different time. There were times when I forgot to breathe it in, to enjoy those precious moments because I lost sight of the whole picture and focussed only on the challenge. It's a cliche, but it is so because it's true - time goes so fast, we really need to remember to drink it all in and enjoy it, while we can.