When I signed my daughter up for preschool, I was ecstatic. FINALLY I'd be getting some sort of relief in my busy day. I expected to screech up to the school in my car, drop her off with her lunch box, and do doughnuts out of the parking lot while waving my hand out of the window screaming "SEE YA, SUCKAH!!!"
But, to my surprise, I responded quite differently to her first day of school.
I'm a softie, it turns out.
