Day Number One

My daughter Amelia has been the luckiest girl around. Since she was 8 weeks old she has been able to come to work on the train with mommy and daddy and go to school in Boston. School has been where I have worked on and off for the past 8 years. It is a place that feels like home to us. Every morning we say goodbye to daddy as he goes off to South Station and we make our way through the wind and the business of Back Bay Boston. When we arrive she is so very excited to be at school. Her teachers are three amazing women that I am incredibly privileged  to call my friends. She is now a year old and has become a social, happy, and intelligent creature. I credit a lot of her language, motor skills, friendly disposition, and silliness to her experiences in Boston and the time spent with these three ladies.

Now here we are solo...

Last Friday my school closed it's doors for good and we all had to say goodbye. It was one of the hardest things I have had to go through. The women that I work with, the women that care for my child are now people I will only see on occasion. I wanted to start this blog to update photos of Little and to chronicle our experiences of staying home together. Every time she takes a step (she has started walking), signs or says a new word, or expresses herself; I have a little ache in my heart for what her teachers are missing. 

On the slide.

This is for you Lynne, Lisa, Jen, and Carolyn
(I will forever be grateful!)         

Learning to walk with shoes on!

                                                                                            

THIS BLOG BROUGHT TO YOU BY... Bel Kai Designs who made the goodbye necklaces for Little's teachers. Thank you Whitney!