Tonight, after dinner. Hazel is showing me the mask she has been working on and embellishing all evening.
"Mom, I think I'll bring my mask to preschool on Wednesday for sharing day."
"Actually, Hazel, I was thinking on Wednesday we could take Ginger to Peewees and you and I could have a special Mommy-Hazel morning together."
Warm fuzzies, warm fuzzies.
Pause. Crestfallen expression. Whiney voice.
"But Mooooooom, I want to go to preschool. And Wednesday is my SHARING DAY!"
Pause. Try not to look crestfallen. Do NOT whine. You may be minimally pathetic.
"OK. I'll just have a special Mommy morning by myself."
Big smile. "Yeah, and I'll go to preschool!"
Ginger - "Yeah, and I'll go to Peewees!"
She's only five and she's already left the nest. And the next one's not far behind.