Not yet

I can’t believe how quickly Abby is growing up.
I walk her into school every morning, so far she still wants me to, and it will really break my heart when she wants me to “just drop her off.” She will hold my hand while we are in the parking lot but as soon as we step foot onto the sidewalk she lets go. Anyway, we have a morning ritual once we get at her classroom (I never go into her classroom, only to the door) a kiss, a hug and a big squeezie. Earlier in the week, I stopped on the right side of the door without thinking about it and started our ritual. She quickly pulled me to the left side and continued the kiss, hug, big squeezie routine. I knew what she was doing, we were where her classmates could see us and she didn’t want her peers to see her getting kisses from her mommy. I could see it on her face, the battle of being a big girl but yet still wanting to be mommy’s baby and get the kisses. I made a mental note that if I want the kisses in the morning; I need to be on the left side of the door. Needless to say, I have and will continue to be on the left side of the door from now on. But what happens when the left side is no longer good enough? UGH, I’m not ready.