About a month ago, in amongst the various things that come home from school or arrive in the mail, was a note for us to come to the Spring Program, including the kindergarten graduation.
My kid was going to stand up in front of everyone and sing with her class...and I was going to be that dorky parent in the crowd, choking back the tears.
When Nora got up on stage with her little classmates, the first song they sang was "You Are My Sunshine."
That was the VERY FIRST SONG I sang her out loud in the NICU when she was just HOURS OLD.
She sang loud and well, along with her class, and I discovered that maybe that night wasn't the night to have her wear a dress with no leggings underneath, as she pulled her dress up so the whole church could see her underpants...but fortunately teacher Erin pulled it down and Nora didn't go for an encore.
Aunt Julia, who doesn't miss anyone's debut, made it too.
And I snuck into the 3rd row in the front where Nora could see me, so she knew where one friendly face was in the crowd.
Believe me, as a parent to one very borderline over-loved child, there is NOTHING more gratifying than that look on your baby's face when she picks you out in a crowd, smiles and then rejoins her group because she knows you're there.
Thank you Miss Nora, for being ours. Every day is a new day with you, and watching you sing and play and hug your friends and teachers tells me you're happy, and you bring happiness to others besides me.
The world is better with you in it.