My Baby Isn't a Baby Anymore

My oldest daughter is officially a kindergartner. Though this is nothing truly ground-breaking, it was very hard for me to see her off to school. After all the excitement about her first day was over, and the kids were in bed, I became an emotional wreck. Not in a manly sniffly way, but in a hormonal pregnant woman way (ha ha ha). I wailed in a fashion that was even embarrassing in front of my wife. Another milestone reached and not many more until she is moving out of my house. I couldn't help but think about how quickly she would be gone. Also, I still worry about the little heathens at school wrecking my daughters innocent, pure, and tender heart. Deep down, somewhere really deep down, I know that she will be alright. I know that, but I can't help but see the dramatic foreshadowing of a young woman going off to college, and out of the nest. I can't bare to think of it.