<title>The Diva has gone back to school....YAHOO!!!

Today was Eva's first day back at school. She actually was in this class last year, but because of her January birthday she isn't old enough for Kindergarten yet. It was just last week that she finally realized that her friends from last year weren't going to be in her class this time. This was probably the first time I've EVER seen her nervous about a social situation. I mean really...the Diva LIVES for the spotlight! She maintains her nickname for a reason, I promise you that! We had a few deep and hilarious conversations last week about school. One went something like this:
Eva: Mom, I have 2 choices to make about school.
Me: Really? Like what?
Eva: (waving her hands in the air like she's weighing her options) I can either go to school with my new friends (dramatic pause) OR I can stay home with you. And I choose to stay home with you!
Mom: Well, Eva. I don't think that's going to work. You will love your new friends.
Eva: Well Mom, those are my choices and that's my decision. End of story. (insert giant hand gesture)
Mom: (trying to contain laughter) Eva, you will love your new friends! You have to go to school. You will be fine, I promise.
Eva: Ok then, I have another choice to make.
Me: Ok, what is it?
Eva: (once again waving her hands like she's weighing her options) I can either wear my clothes to school...
Me: (totally can NOT contain the laughter at this point)
Eva: Mom, this isn't funny!! Stop laughing! I can either wear my clothes to school ORRRRRRR I can wear mud.
Me: (HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER)
Eva: Mom, I said it's not funny! Stop laughing! I'm serious!!
Me: Ok then.....well, which do you choose? (face is about to bust trying to maintain my composure.)
Eva: My clothes, of course!!! Duh, Mom!!

Yes....and that is a small example of a little exchange with Eva Diva. That girl is hilarious! So here are a few pics to share. The first 2 are a comparison shot. One from the first day last year, and one from this year. :) My girl is getting so big! As you can see, she didn't wear mud to school. And we're (I'm) still not exactly proficient with the whole braiding thing. I'll be happy when her hair grows back out and we are no longer dealing with the self induced mullet.