I might be all wrapped up in my Kindergarten search, but C still has a whole year to go before that even comes into play. A year she’s spending at a brand new preschool. (Well, new for her. The school itself has been around for a while!)
In fact, today was her very first day at her new school and she couldn’t wait to get started. Every day this summer we waved to the school on our way to daycare. A few weeks ago I took her on a tour. And then we learned that her best friend from daycare would be in her class. After that there was no containing her.
And the bear she got the day she was born.
This afternoon when we finally pulled into our parking spot and got out of the car she did a double fist pump (yes, even the 4yo set know how to fist pump) and raced towards the main doors. I had trouble keeping up. Three minutes later she was signed in and playing.
Doing what they do at daycare every day.
And then there was circle time. Or rather huddle around the teacher’s feet time. She read them The Kissing Hand and I had to fight back tears. And I’m sure I wasn’t the only one.