Today was Sky’s first day of school. Sort of. Does preschool count as school? She’ll only be going two mornings a week and school isn’t technically required at this age, so I’m not sure. But it definitely counted in her mind. When she woke up this morning and Adam told her she’d be going to school today, she started clapping and bouncing around the kitchen. Yesterday I took her to meet her teachers and when we left after the twenty minute meet-n-greet, she was practically in tears. “Why can’t we staaaaay?” she asked over and over as we walked to the car.
I wasn’t sure how Sky would handle today, especially since the school was fairly chaotic this morning at drop off time and several of the kids in her class were crying. But she walked in right away and sat down on her mat without once looking back at Micah and me. My little Sky, a big school girl now. I almost got teary-eyed. But then Micah needed a diaper change, and I remembered the grocery list in my purse, and the day rolled forward.
When Sky reaches kindergarten, we plan to try homeschooling. But we decided that for this year, preschool with her church friends would be a good start. It’ll give me some alone time with Micah before the new baby comes and Sky will have a chance to learn the basics of school—especially how to relate to adults outside our family and to other kids.
Besides all that, preschool’s fun. Sky gets to play on the playground, make crafts, check out books from the library, go to chapel, have snacks, do play-dough, sing songs, and learn gymnastics. I’m a little jealous. But mostly I’m happy. Sky went to school, she enjoyed herself, and that makes today a very good day.
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