The Tears, The Look and The First Day of Kindergarten

I remember the look.  I remember it because I gave it to my Nana when she and my little brother took me to my first day of kindergarten.  The only tears were mine, Nana had taken her own 4 children to school and my older cousin 10 years before me.  I just knew she was off to do something fun with my little brother.

Kindergarten in Frankfurt (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

When my oldest daughter started school, there was a mix up so daycare took her to her first day of school.  I know, I deserve mother of the year for that incident.  But everyday thereafter until now, the beginning of 3rd grade she comes home with the look.  She knows I do things with her younger sister on my days off during the week.

So now my younger daughter is starting kindergarten.  The whole extended family wants to take her to the first day of kindergarten to make up for the mix up with daughter one.  I am already planning on not wearing makeup, keeping my sunglasses one, possibly a hat with a veil to conceal my tears.  I don’t know if I am going to get the look.  I have no one to hang out with at home…except maybe the dog.