Last Tuesday was the first day of preschool for Jake and Liz. I spent the entire summer going back and forth about whether or not to send them, and if I did where they would go. I finally decided to just keep them close to home. Being a one car family makes it hard to go very far. So they are at the same one Alexa went to when she was 4. It's a church-based program, which is fine with me.
They spent the few days before fussing about how they didn't want to go. Day of had some rumbling, mostly from Liz who was complaining about a tummy ache. Jake, as always, had impeccable timing and had to have a stinky diaper changed right as we were heading out the door.
first day of school! One is their usual foolish self, the other wracked with nerves.
We were the last set of parents to arrive. We also went unarmed. Every other mom there had cameras - video and still. We helped them find their name tags to hang up on the wall. Jake quickly found some buses to play with. I took Liz to the bathroom then encouraged her to play. She found her way to a farmhouse that another little girl was playing with. We said our goodbyes, gathered our hugs and kisses, Chris headed for work and I came home to enjoy 2 1/2 hours of no kids.
When I went to get them it took a few minutes for them to realize I was there. Both came running over with big hugs and shouts of "mommy". Liz was ready to go, Jake wanted to stay and play with the cars some more. It took some persuading to dry his tears so we could find his bag and go home.
Their second day was Thursday. Drop off was once again smooth, while pickup was a little rougher due to no one wanting to come home. But I don't really blame them, it was hard for me to drag myself up the street to get them as I was fully enjoying my free time!