I'm grateful that I live within line of site of the school...i stand there every morning in heavy winter boots in the snow, with my long winter coat layered over my robe, holding my favourite mug filled with hot coffee, as I watch my little "big" girl, run and stop and zig zag all over the sidewalk with her arms out, peeking back over her shoulder to make sure I'm still watching, as she dances the three blocks to crossing guards. That toothless grin. I love her so much sometimes I feel like I'm going to burst.