I always thought of myself as being different from the flock so when I watched my two “older” daughters getting on the bus for their first field trip, I was a bit shocked that I jumped on the bus to say goodbye one more time. Amaya was buckled up and had a smile from ear to ear. Rhea was a bit nervous but thrilled to see me smile at her. As I left, she waved out the bus window and I knew she was going to be fine.

I, on the other hand, had to laugh out loud because I caught myself getting all choked up. Well, Mommy has to grow up sometime. No, not yet. (Or ever.) I kind of like being the sentimental Mommy. Eventually my baby birds will appreciate it. For now, I can take the chuckles from my husband knowing that when they get bigger he will be there to sniff and get glossy eyed too.