My little girl is all grown up!
Okay, maybe not all grown up. Chastity and I decided that Pi day, also Einstein's birthday, was an excellent day to start school. So off she went.
When Chastity picked Evelina up from school and asked her how it went Evelina said she didn't want to talk about it. Later, on the phone, she told me that she's not talking about preschool because "I already talked about it all morning Daddy." Thankfully I was able to get her to say that she liked it and she wants to go again.
So now it begins, the horrible paranoia parents face. Did we get her the best, the most, the proper education? Did we screw her up by starting too early, too late, at all? Either way I think she's going to do well.