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Walking to kindergarten with Nora this morning, I asked if she wanted
to
practice
crossing the street: once she got good
enough, she could
walk to school on
her own. She didn't want to practice today, but she asked if she
could walk the final block herself since there were no more crossings.
I said sure, hugged her goodbye, and she set off:
She turned around to smile at me once, and I got
a quick picture:
I went around the block the other way, to the other side of the
schoolyard, and waited out of sight until I saw her come in. I was
sure she'd be fine—she's very capable—but I wanted to
check anyway.
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