First: crush my heart

Sanna wrote her very first sentence in kindergarten yesterday. She was so proud to show it to me when I got home from work at 7:30, having dropped her off at morning care at 8am. Brooke insists that Sanna knew how to spell these three words, was thrilled to string them together in a sentence, and pleased to draw a picture to represent the story being told in the sentence above. I'm the big orange one. Sanna is the long-haired little one in the shirt and skirt. It crushed me, just a little. My only consolation is that we're both smiling.