Today, I am officially the mother of a preschooler. Not quite sure how I feel about that little fact. Part of me loves seeing how grown up Brynn is, and how much she has learned, and yet there's another part of me that wants to keep her little forever.
This morning, I left her at a new school. Well, kind of a new school. It's the preschool building behind her daycare. They have two separate buildings, one that's called the Infant building, and the one she's at now, the Preschool building. A few weeks ago, her center director pulled my aside and asked what I thought about moving Brynn to the preschool building now, as opposed to September when the rest of her class moved over. There was going to be an opening in the preschool, and they all thought that she would be ready for the move. There were already several kids there that had been in her class before moving, so she wouldn't be thrown in with a whole new bunch of kids. And Miss Sandy would be her teacher. Miss Sandy worked at Brynn's very first daycare, and she was the first one I left Brynn with when I went back to work after my maternity leave. She has always called Brynn "Thumbelina."
I've been preparing her for the past week for the big move, and she seemed really excited about it. She talked about it all weekend. This morning, as we were heading to school, she was full of questions. "Will there be kids there?" "Will there be books and toys?" "Will they have food for me?" "Can I go outside?" She was thrilled to discover a new cubby waiting for her, and was happy to see an old friend, as well as Miss Sandy. Brynn was a little shy at first...the school-age kids were still there and she wasn't sure what to think of them...but after they left, she decided it was going to be an okay place to be. Miss Sandy helped her wave goodbye to me at the window, and the last thing I saw was her smiling face as I headed off to work.
I still wish with all my heart that I could stay home with her, but it's a very comforting feeling knowing that she gets to spend her days in a place she loves and with people who adore her!
She is adorable. They grow up so fast.
ReplyDeleteShe is very cute. I hope she is enjoying preschooler!
ReplyDeleteAwww...what a sweet story! She will soon be begging to go there..what with her old teacher and all!
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Your daughter is adorable. She will learn so many skills at preschool - bet she has a whale of time.
ReplyDeleteLisa