
A couple funny things happened this morning that I didn't want to forget. Rhiannon packed a lunch last night for her school picnic today and also grabbed one of the "old towels" in the basement to sit on. This morning we headed out to walk to school and Rhiannon, in her sweet way, said that she was a little embarrassed by her lunchbox.
I tried to compute that and didn't understand at first, because, well, she'd picked the lunchbox before school started, right? My absolutely-crazy-about-horses horse lover, right? She said, "Well, Mom...I saw a FIRST GRADER with this same lunch box. And I'm not really into horses anymore." She made the best of it by turning her lunchbox so that the horsey faced in, instead of out, and we said a mantra something along the lines of "I am smart, I am beautiful, and I can use this lunchbox today and be okay with it." She really is an easy kid.
This little experience reminded me that our "little girl" is growing up...FAST! She'll be nine in just 10 days--I can hardly believe it. It is fun and a little sad to watch how she's changed. For now she is all about cats, reading, Poptropica games on the web, jump-roping at recess, and her good friends at school. We'll have to see what's new or different for her 6 months from now. I'm hopeful that she'll survive the move okay--but it will be hard to say goodbye to Virginia.

The other funny thing, or not so funny, is that halfway into our walk to school, I realized that out of all the towels in the basement, Rhiannon chose the stolen hotel towel to bring for the picnic. Now, WE didn't steal it, and I'm not saying our landlords did either. It was in the house when we moved in, though; a big, fluffy pristine white towel with two giant Sheraton symbols on it. Here I was telling Rhiannon that she could go ahead and deal with the horsey lunch box and that it didn't matter what other people thought...but as soon as I saw that towel, we turned right around and went home and traded the Sheraton towel for another one!