The day you have long awaited for finally came. You got to go to preschool. All of last year you would get sad when the boys went to school and you had to stay home. Then this summer when we got new school clothes and your Hello Kitty backpack it was almost more than you could handle. You were so ready to go to school.
This whole school thing has been such a kick for us. Before orientation we got a letter in the mail telling us when your orientation would be. You asked me for the letter and you held onto that letter like it was gold.You carried the letter around with you everywhere telling everyone who would listen that you get to go to preschool now because you have a "map." A few days later Connor spilled his juice on it and you just collapsed on the ground in tears. You were sure that meant you couldn't go to preschool. Daddy took it really fast to the scanner and made a copy. He gave you your new "map" and you were ecstatic. You sat down in your little chair, eating cereal, and staring at your "map" with a look of such satisfaction that you were going to preschool!
Grammy Darrlyn asked if she could go to preschool too and you told her no because she didn't have a map. We got a good chuckle out of that.
Then a few days before your orientation you changed your mind. It was my fault. The conversation went like this...
K- "I go to preschool."
M- "Yes. You go on Friday."
K- "and Mommy watch me through the window."
M- "No, it's not like dance, there isn't a big window that I watch you from, but I will pick you up. "
K- "No window?"
M- "No, I don't get to watch you at preschool, but Mommy picks you up and brings you home."
K- "I'll stay with Mommy."
And that was that. You'd decided you were not going to go to preschool. On orientation day you dug your heels into the carpet, so I had to pick you up and set you in the classroom. You cried your little heart out. They said you cried almost the entire 30 minutes. You would stop crying and smile and laugh at something the teachers did and then you start crying again. When I went to pick you up you were smiling and laughing. I called your name and you turned your head and instantly broke into sobs. Relieved sobs.
The next Friday, the first day of school, was only slightly better. You got dressed slowly, you wouldn't let me take very many pictures because you were already pouting and then you dug your heels into the carpet again. You cried for three minutes they said and then you had a great time. When I picked you up, you ran over and gave me the biggest hug in the world.
This Friday on the way to school you told me that you were not going to cry. We got to your classroom and you walked right in, waving to me as you left. You love school. You love that there is a special snack time and a recess. You really love painting and singing.
I really love you and I'm a bit biased but I think you really love Mommy. You always want to snuggle me, and you get so upset when I leave the house without telling you. You were napping the other day and I had a doctors appointment. When I got home you were awake, and you read me the riot act.
"MOMMY! I woke up, and I look and look and you weren't HERE!"
Now I know, I better run all my plans by you in advance!
I love you little girl. I'm so sad that you're old enough to go to preschool. That just means you are growing up so fast. However, you just keep getting more fun to be around so I guess growing up is a good thing. I love you so much!
Mommy
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