Today, my sweet boy, my precious first born, had his first day of pre-preschool. What is "pre-preschool", you ask? Well, it is the school your child attends when he has not learned to use the potty, but is mentally, socially and emotionally ready to participate in some sort of school-like environment. It is actually a day care with preschool curriculum and organization. I know the owner socially and she is an AP mom. I trust her implicitly and therefore trust her employees. It is perfect for Sam right now.
He was very excited to be there, excited to see me go and genuinely wanted to stay when I returned, 3 hours later, to pick him up. They made an art project, played outside and learned about where our food comes from (i.e. a steak comes from a cow...). It was harder for me to take him there, than it was for Sam to be there. I cried all the way across town after I dropped him off. Part of me is excited for him and part of me is so sad and not ready for him to learn about our world outside of the home. I think these are normal feelings. I really missed Sam this morning and thought about him non-stop from 9:00am until 12:15 pm. I hope that I will eventually enjoy the time more...time with Arlo, time to myself. I think I will as this becomes more routine for us.
He did talk about his "school" all afternoon!
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Aww, I cried the first day Aden went to preschool and he was already 3 1/2! But it's great that Sam had so much fun. It sounds like a wonderful place!
It will stop feeling so weird after a while, promise!
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