Back at School

Harp started first grade last week. I have nothing to say about it at all. It wasn't stressful, anxiety producing, fraught. Nothing difficult or funny happened that I can riff on. She went into her new classroom with her new teacher, having met her only moments before and came home like nothing had changed in her life at all. She amazes me...in her confidence, in her adaptability, in her person. And on this nothing of first days, she had only one impression that she was willing to share: "too much recess, not enough math." That's my girl.