Last year I wrote you as you went into Kindergarten and I can’t believe another year has already passed. I look at you now a little girl who’s growing up. You’re exploring the world, reading and writing. You want to be a cartoonist so you can draw all day, either that or an archeologist so you can search for the dinosaurs that you love so much. It’s funny because it totally fits your personality a mix of kindness and smarts.
I’m nervous for you. I hope it will be everything you expect it to be. I hope you will find friends in your new classroom, and feel comfortable enough to be yourself. I don’t doubt that you will, you always seem to go above and beyond. I hope you won’t get discouraged if you can’t read as fast as everyone else. I hope you know that your speech disorder will not hold you back, and that you have to work a little harder than the rest. I hope you’re up for that, Kaila.
This year you start 1st grade, your teacher is young and kind. She loves Disney and Hello Kitty and I know you’re going to love her. Over this next school year you will become a different child, I know that. I may not be ready for it but I know that come spring you will be changed.
This year I hope that you continue to live with an open heartÂ ready to learn. It’s 1st grade, you’ve made it! You’re not my baby anymore, you’re a child. My 1st grader!
Mommy and Daddy are so proud of you Kaila!!
Love a lot and be kind always,