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Letting Go....

     The person who is struggling the most with the girls going back to school isn't me after all...it's Luci.  I guess it's understandable.  She had 2 playmates with her all summer.  2 big girls who would do whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted.  One older one to go for walks around the block with and another to play barbies and polly pockets with. Her wish was their command!
     Kamrin is Luci's other mom.  It's good and it's bad all at the same time.  I do enjoy having her home for the summer - I have a lot more flexibility and freedom to go out and she can babysit!  Mikka, well, she is another playmate...but Luci actually calls her Mom.  Often I will hear Lu call out, "Mom!" and I'll say "yes?" and she'll say, "No, not you, Mikka Mom!  You are Grandma!"...something I am not too thrilled about but let slide!  I am not ready to board the Grandma train quite yet!!! 
     On the first day of school, Angela - my friend and a JK teacher at the girls school, had told Luci that she could come and see her and visit her class room.  Luci translated that to "you are coming to school and you'll be in my class."  She even brought herself a snack in her wee backpack.  We got to school and she settled right in with Angela's class....she has another year at home with me but I know she'd be much happier  going to school.  I went to say it was time for the Assembly and that we needed to get our seats...she didn't want to come with me.  Ang said no problem, she could carry a chair in like the rest of the kids and sit with them.  Well, Luci did just that.  A  year younger but ready to be a part of the group - I watched from my seat at the back  as she entered the gym with the other kids, carrying their chairs. She sat through the whole 45 minute assembly and even entertained us with dancing during the songs.  She returned to class while I gabbed with friends and when I went to pick her up she was seated at the snack table, eating and lapping it all up.  It wasn't surprising when I found it very difficult getting her to leave. She clung to "Auntie" and begged to stay.  Ang had to pry her off and convince her she'd see her later!  She cried to the car.
     This morning Luci put on her backpack and was convinced she was going to school today. I told her she could walk the girls to the corner and then come home.  She said, "no, I am going to school."  I said, "ONLY to the corner Luci!"  ... well, do you think she listened?  Of course not!  There were lots of people on their way to school - it was a regular  New Delhi morning basically ... and I stood on my porch watching my 3 girls approach the sign amid the crowds.  They stopped and Kam and Miks tried to convince Luci to return home.  She wouldn't.  Instead she started marching around the corner very briskly and got a ways until Kamrin stood in her way and stopped her. She was freaking out.  I had to saunter down the street in my socks and relieve the situation.  I grabbed her and said she could go another day.  She cried, wailed and generally, grabbed everyone's attention in the area.  Yeah, nice Luci.  Poor thing was so upset that she couldn't go to school.  I just thought it was the cutest thing ever and I am sure my neighbours think she is an awful kid by the sounds coming from her ... I just smiled and kept walking!
     So - I think Luci Daryn Rae is ready. She has another year to go and I think I'll be ready to see her go.  She's the third baby - I am getting used to letting go!  I am sure it'll be a sad day for me not to have any babies around to cuddle with, but I'll know she'll be just fine!  Look out World!!!

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