My daughter loves it when I pick her up from school. It's rare that I actually get to do that since I'm at work all day. Her daycare usually picks her up and then I go get her after I'm done with the day job.
Yesterday, though, her school let out at 1 p.m. for a teacher work day. I told her the previous day that I'd come pick her up and her eyes just lit up. So I was a little frantic when I got there a few minutes late. Of course, there were cars everywhere, kids everywhere, and I'm trying to find a parking space. When I finally did, I thank God I've been working out since I had to do a bit of a jog to get there.
I saw my daughter standing in front of the school, all warm in her hat and mittens, and she was looking for me, her eyes scanning the multitude of parents coming to pick up their kids. When I finally got close enough for her to see me, I waved and she broke out into the biggest grin I've ever seen. She actually started running and I think I did, too. And then she launched into my arms for the biggest hug in the world.
I don't mind saying that I shed a few happy tears. What precious moments. And there will be a day when she's a teenager and she'll roll her eyes when she sees that I'm late and get into the car ready to reprimand me.
But for now, I'm going to treasure these moments when I have a first grader eager to see her mom. :-)