KKJW's Blog: L's First Day of Preschool (2nd time)

I was so nervous last year for L starting preschool. Would she be okay away from me? Would she get along with the other kids? Would she get along with the teacher? Would she remember to potty? Would I be able to survive two mornings a week without her??? Luckily, it turned out fine; in fact, she did so well in preschool last year, we thought that she'd like to go three mornings a week this year to prep her for going to kindergarten next year (still debating half day vs. full day).

This morning was the same and quite different from last year. It was very overcast and almost raining when we got up and drove to school, so the dark made the girls sleep in until almost 6:30am. Then, up, dressed, potty, brush teeth, and then breakfast. They took forever. It seems to be a broken record in our household - meals take 690275 years to finish. I may have to go back to timing them, but they were doing so well for awhile! Anyway, after finally getting them to finish, E pooped her pants. What? Seriously????? She hasn't pooped herself in almost four months, and this is the morning she decides to forget how to potty?!?? Frustrating. We got that cleaned up, got everything together for L's school, and off we went.

Of course, we're always the first to arrive. I don't quite get it - preschool starts at 8:00am, and we're always there at about 7:55-8:00am. Always first. No one else seems to roll in until after 8:10am. I even checked the schedule - there it is in print, 8:00. *sigh* Whatever, it just means L gets more one-on-one time with the teacher, right? L's teacher this year is Ms. G, an average-height brown-haired lady that looks to be around 50-60 (hard to tell since her skin is kind of leathery, but I think that's from running, as evidenced by all her 13.1 stuff around the room). She just exudes happiness and love for the kids. I couldn't have been more comfortable! L walked in, she found her cubby, Ms. G showed her where the bathroom was as well as where to put her water bottle, and she was off. E and I waved goodbye (I learned from last year not to try and pull her away from a toy!), went off to the grocery store, and that was that.

Upon pick up, L was super happy to see us. I'll never tire of her yelling "Mommy!" with a huge smile whenever she sees me coming. I asked her how her day was, and instead of the usual "good," "fine," or even "okay," she says (very dramatically) "MAMA, THERE'S A POISON CATERPILLAR OUTSIDE ON THE PLAYGROUND AND NOW I FEEL POISONED!" Wow. What do you say to that? Ms. G was laughing and said yes, there was a caterpillar out there, and L just kept yammering on about the caterpillar. She made a great piece of art (fill in the color) on the computer, and was super proud of that. I'm glad she had an awesome day, and I'm excited for her upcoming year. I really hope she learns a ton more at preschool and gains quite a few new friends!