Allison started preschool this morning. I know it’s silly, but I am worried for her. I’m sure she’ll do just fine. She is the more outgoing of our brood. She has spunk and attitude. These are important days. I want Allison to love school as much as her sister does. Having a good teacher and great first few days will set the tone for the rest of her education. We have provided a foundation, but now her world we be heavily influenced by people outside of our household. Opinions that aren’t based on the information we have provided will now fly out of her.
Last night, when I was putting her to bed she told me that she didn’t want to go to school because dad wouldn’t be there. “It is for four year olds Mom. Dad isn’t going to want to be there with me. I just really don’t want to go”.
Hello parenting guilt. It’s been a few weeks. Guess you decided to come back and visit. I tried to console her. “But you’ll get to make new friends your own age.” Her reply, “I don’t need any more friends. I already have too many.”
It took a while to get her to sleep. I know she was tired and worried about today. It’s a big change to go from being at home all day with your dad (and during the summer brother and sister) to being thrust into a room full of people you don’t know. She is also completely used to being around much older kids. She is either going to have a blast or think the other children her age are babies. What if she starts acting like them?
This morning. Completely different attitude. She bounced out of bed. We picked out some clothes. Everyone got their lunches and backpacks (if they were carrying them) and we headed out the door. We dropped off Nathan (who will get his own post about his first morning of middle school) then Zoey. Throwing each of them out of the car as we rolled through the student drop-off lines. We parked at Alli’s school and walked to the gym, where preschoolers were sitting in lines for their classes. Allison sat and then was ready for us to go. No hugs, no kisses, just a “get out of here already woman, can’t you see I have new people to talk to?” look.
She’ll be fine. She’ll be more than fine.




























