I took a self imposed internet exile this weekend because in basic terms: it was a shit weekend and I discovered that a good clue that you're in a depression valley is that you lock yourself in your room and cry while reading several books over the course of three days. But, as with the beginning of any week, I put my big girl panties on and made it through an entire day without random crying so we're going to go ahead and mark it a win.
But the weekend wasn't all shit. On Friday, Olivia graduated kindergarten (though they go to school until June 6, so that's weird). My girl is a complete 180 from the girl who started school in September. That Olivia was shy, wouldn't talk to strangers at all, would just stand in front of a crowd and fake it. But this Olivia? She not only went up to welcome people (with two other girls whoa are also are Student Council ambassadors), but she SANG and DANCED in her show. I almost started crying but I kept it together because she explicitly told me not to cry because it would be embarrassing.
Zelda Zebra song, and pretend to gallop on bleachers? I almost started crying because they were all so god damn cute.