K starts pre-school in two weeks.
I wasn’t going to send her, but the school I’ve had her on the wait list for called with a spot open. So I’ve been getting health records, crayons and the mandatory princess backpack.
Its a public Montessori, but out of our district, so there is a thirty minute drive time every morning. Still, the schools got a great reputation, and after she turns five it’ll be free.
We went to meet the teach the other day. K shyly, said hi to teacher, and went off to play. Thirty minutes later I had to drag her out of the classroom.
The morning procedure is much like any other pre-school around the USA. I’ll take her to the outside door, sign her in with a teacher and kiss her goodbye. K and I practiced the routine.
“Goodbye K, have a wonderful time time at school today honey.”
“Goodbye Mommy, have a nice writing time mommy.”
Kisses all around and I pretended to leave.
When I turned around like, oh, one second later, K was talking to another four year old girl who had come to meet the teacher.
She’s ready for school.
That first day we’ll start our new routine. We’ll get up earlier than we’ve become accustomed, rush around to get ready and
drive thirty minutes to school. Along with way we’ll lift our butts as we drive over ‘crocodile lake’. We’ll make up songs and find letters on the billboards.
I’ll take her up to the door and kiss my little girl goodbye .
Goodbye K, have a wonderful time time at school today honey.
Goodbye Mommy, have a nice writing time mommy.
Then I’ll walk the two blocks to the library with my laptop where I’ll write.