She is pretty serious about her love of school.
Every time we drove by her school this summer (and it is right across the street, so a lot), she lamented how she missed school and when would summer be over and why couldn't she be a first grader yet.
The big day finally arrived and she could not have been more ready.
She had a new backpack, complete with mustached, bespectacled cats.
And a snazzy, pencil-clad outfit.
She also decided to skip the new school-year haircut, so no A-line this year. Just sweet pigtails (to help her mama remember that there are still a few more years until adulthood).
Hello, First Grade!
Evelyn is crazy excited to meet you.