That's what she's going into. Grade one.
I remember 1st grade. My hair was long and blonde. I sat next to a girl named Natalie. I raced through my work and always did poorly on the handwriting exercises. One day, I was so bored with having to write in cursive that I pretend-scribbled all over the whole worksheet and then tried in vain to erase all of my marks. The teacher was not impressed that I had defaced the assigned work in such a manner.
But my daughter would never do such a thing. She loves to write carefully and neatly, and every day makes herself a new book with folded paper, drawings, and a story.
Her eyesight is perfect -- she's wearing my glasses in this picture.
She does have my sense of humor, though -- silliness comes easily to her.
Did I mention she just lost her first tooth? She did.
Before:
Six years after:
Some things never change.