Preschool

It is official.  My little girl is officially a preschool.  Her long school year trek has started.  On Tuesday, September 3rd, she went for her very first day at Oak Grove Preschool.  I took bits and pieces of the morning off school so I could drop her off and pick her up.  I think she was so proud of herself simply because she got to go.  We got ready in the morning – a skirt, of course! 

    

Ellie joined her for the picture.  They are, I assure you, giving their best attempts at smiles in this picture!

Her bulletin board featured Pete the Cat.  I fell in love with Pete the Cat Saves Christmas.  So, I was excited to see him show up at her school.  Madison walked down the stairs, handed her box of extra clothes to the teacher, put on a name tag, found the play-doh, and said good-bye. 

I picked her up at 11:30.  She was happy.  Apparently, the “mouse” had given them all a cookie this morning; she loves cookies! 

The hardest part of the day… dropping her off at Emily’s house.  She cried, clung, and begged me not to go.  I think she was tired – being in school IS exhausting – and her life had just added a new and different element to it.  I pried myself loose and headed back to middle school.

On Thursday (her second day of preschool), I kept her home (well, with Emily) because she had had a croupy sounding cough and breathing the night before.  I can’t believe she missed the SECOND day of school.  I figured it would take a little longer before sick days started for her.  That being said, Jeremy and I have been battling colds/congestion for about 3 weeks now; she was bound to catch something, sometime.