The first time something happens can create many emotions, take for instance, the first time I had a baby. Aren scared me to death. I remember looking at him and thinking, "What am I supposed to do with this?" I don't even think I changed his diaper until he had been home a week. But here he is, almost nine years later starting his first day of third grade. Every year it amazes me that he's made it to the next grade. I seriously had to wonder after a bone marrow transplant and two broken legs during first grade. He is such a trooper...man I dig this kid.
Then there's poor Tatiana who had her first fall just yesterday. Who knew that a three inch step onto dusty pebbles could create such facial devistation! Sigh. I felt horrible watching her face plant it, but a good sippy cup of cold milk and a cushy mommy did the trick. Hopefully this will be her first and last little accident.