I signed Roo up for preschool today. I didn’t think it would be that big of a deal until we were driving away and I realized that once she starts preschool, she’s officially a big kid. I guess I just had it in my head that these little years would stretch on for like a decade and then I’d be begging someone to take her for hours each day. I’d be lying if I told you I didn’t get just a little teary eyed when I thought about her marching in to that building with her little jacket and backpack.
I chose the three-day option as opposed to the five day, because, as I told my husband, “she’s still a baaaaaaby, she doesn’t need to spend every day in school yet!!” Really, I’m just not ready to give her up for that much each week. She’s my buddy. She tries my patience, but she’s my funny girl who keeps me on my toes. I’ll miss her!
But, it’s going to be so good for her. She’s a smart little girl. She needs to be challenged. She also needs to learn how to participate in a group. We’ve started that by attending story time at the library and dance class, but a year of preschool will do wonders for getting her prepared for kindergarten. I’m not worried at all about her academically, but socially, she’s very sensitive (but she can also be the pushy one!!) and it will be difficult not being there for her.
I can’t help it if I still picture her this size sometimes:
The thing is, once I told her what we were doing, SHE. WAS. STOKED. We walked in and she said “Is this my school?!?” She wanted to start school TODAY. And honestly, she’s probably ready right now. But, I had to break it to her as we walked back to the car. . . School doesn’t start for 8 more months. She was so sad. She cried in the van saying, “I just wanted to stay! I want to go back to my school!”
So, maybe I should have gone alone to register her, because now I’m going to hear about school every day for the next 8 months. You may think that she’ll forget for a while, but no. This is the girl who talked about the “Memo” ride at Epcot daily for 6 months. I’m going to have to make the world’s longest paper chain to count this bad boy down.
My girl is growing up! Look out, world, there’s a unicorn-loving future astronaut coming your way. Be prepared with lots of peanut butter and jelly and chocolate milk.