I walked Rachel to her second day of school, and as she was unpacking her things I tried to help her get organized by attempting to put her lunch sack in the big cart with the other lunch sacks/bags.
"I have a routine, Mom," she explained, gently shooing me away. "Um, okay!" I sputtered. I watched her go into class, hoping she'd give me a wave or at least a hug or kiss goodbye. Nothing! She walked in and never looked back.
Pretty soon, I guess I'll just leave her at the front door of the school because she'll insist on going inside alone. Or, more likely, she'll just be too embarrassed to be seen with me.
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