Today after the gym, Charlotte and I went to the park. She was amazed by the vast grassy world she was allowed to explore. She'd start to move faster and faster away from me, and then stop, turn around, and look at me as if to ask, "Are you coming, Mom?" I enjoyed chasing her around and watching her experience new sensations like sand and mud.
To the right of the park was an elementary school. As we played I couldn't help but feel a little sad that I wasn't there teaching. However, as I watched the "big kids" playing at recess, I realized how quickly this period in Charlotte's life will pass. A part of me may miss teaching, but I am so thankful for the opportunity to stay home with my daughter. Soon she'll be one of those big kids, and when she runs away from me, she won't look back.