I am her.

Over 2 years ago, I'd find myself sitting in the parking lot at the community center waiting for meetings to begin. On most days, I'd watch the preschoolers come gushing through the doors with parents trying to keep up. I always wanted to be one of those parents that were able to offer their child a well rounded daycare. For some reason, the "community center" has symbolized something really good in my mind - I mean, doesn't it sound great?!?! Community? Center? See what I mean?

Anyway, today after I picked Olivia up from her 4th day of school, we came flooding out the doors with her little legs carrying her as fast as they could go (she's still not the most balanced child so movement this quickly always looks a bit unsteady). As she ran down the sidewalk, with her mom in tow, trying to keep up, I had one of those moments where I find myself in the exact position I wanted to be in years before. Today is good.