I packed the first of many school lunches today. I said for the first time, "Hurry up or we'll be late for school!". I watched for the very first time as my girl waved over her shoulder to me as she walked into her classroom, happy as could be. I know that in no time this will all feel like a part of our every day routine, but firsts are hard. Especially since she is my first baby and there is no more denying that she is oh-so-gradually learning to make her own way in the world.