Yesterday was The Day.
The day that I dreamed of when I was little, and in the summer and all the days in between.
The day that the stars aligned. Everyone had enough water, breakfast, chai tea and sleep. The little minds assimilated all of the information that grown ups have been patiently, eagerly giving them. And they read.
Read words. Fluently. With confidence.
Tears dripped from my eyes. Smiles across all the faces. And I witnessed a six and seven year old realize they could do it. Without me.
More magic in first grade. Pure magic.