A Kid in Pre K

So we're into week three of having a kid  in pre k. It's been a mild adjustment for all of us because we've never been that fabulous with schedules and its forcing one on us, which is good and we love it. I mean its only three days a week for 2.5 hours but that means that bedtimes need to be on point or our whole week is screwed. And in order for bed times to be "on point" your day has to be pretty damn scheduled. 

 

 


Let's start with the first day shall we? We'd prepped, prepared, read books and had been talking about it for weeks! "...All the new things your going to learn and the friends were going to meet!" The morning was perfection, even though she refused to fall asleep the night before, she tossed and turned for a couple hours and finally fell asleep around 11-just splendid for her first day of school. Her nerves were getting the best of her.

So Cameron wasn't able to make it to her first day drop and I'm not sure if that would've changed the outcome, but honestly? It was a mothers nightmare. She was so excited, I dropped Remy off with my best friend and took her for a -first day of Pre K doughnut date- and girlfriend hardly are her doughnut- doughnuts are her favorite treat and she has never been known to not finish one. She was nervous in the backseat and dear lord so was I. Raygan could obviously tell because she caught me speeding. 

Raygan: "Mom  your going to fast" me looking down to check my speed. 

Me: "Your right babe, thank you."

Raygan: "Your welcome mama. Just lookin' out" gosh I love her. 

 

We walked in, she found her coat rack and I snapped pictures of course. She was shyly walking around the classroom griping my hand as we looked for her name tag. She then started to notice mamas leaving. "Don't leave me yet mama"  I replied  "I'll stick around a little longer" Her eyes filled with tears and she refused to continue on with her name tags necklace and sat in my lap. I  walked her to the bathroom to try and calm her nerves and that didn't help. I got a reassuring look from  her teacher telling me she was ready to take over. 

 

I hugged her a little longer and told her how much I loved her sweet little soul, I told her it was barely longer then dance class and I'd be the first one there for pick up. I squeezed her and she gripped me like nobody's business and then all hell broke loose, she screamed hysterically. Like hiccup, throat hurting screaming! I grabbed my purse and walked out the door balling. Gripping my phone ready to call Cameron, then my own mama of course. 

My friend whose little boy was in the class met me in the parking lot and we sent her husband back down near the Pre k windows of the giant church to check on her. He said she was calm and fine holding the teachers hand-that's my girl, the teachers pet. Both ballet teachers and swim instructor, that's how she rolls. 

She has never been so excited to see me when I picked her up, and her little sister too. We went for ice cream (duh) and called daddy who was out of town to tell him all about her day. 

Three weeks in and she told me she likes the time she's away from mama. She's bringing things to share in class and she has two friends that I heard from the teacher are inseparable.  

Turning 4 & Pre-K

My sweet girls birthday is Saturday, she's had her heart set on a Little Mermaid birthday for months now and I'm so excited for it. We've arranged to have it at the splash park close to our house and she's requested hot dogs and fruit. Done. 

She's nearly 4 going on 14. She's sassy and smart with the biggest heart a girl could have. Right after she turns four she will start pre-k. This is huge you guys, we opted to have her go trough a church near our house and it is three days a week for 2.5 hours. I searched and searched for a pre k that had a similar schedule. 2 days was not enough but 4 was too many, not to mention finding one that wasn't 4 or more hours. That's just too much. For us. I understand schedules and working family's but this is a giant step for us. In her four short years my girl has never been around any type of day care setting. The gym-no. Fred Meyer kid spot-no. Literally nothing. We've attempted the gyms day care one time and they came and got us 10 minutes later.  She's close with her grandparents and her aunts, that's about it. Shes got a shy little personality but when you know her, she lights up. Until about 6 months ago we were going to stay at home until kindergarten, but Raygan has helped us change that decision and we both think this is what's right. And so does she, she is so damn excited. I'm excited for her to meet new friends as we as the time ill get with Remy. We went to pay for her school and her teacher just so happened to be there, SCORE! Seriously, for my shy girl the more she sees your face, the better its going to go! We've chatted about how her teacher was “so so nice” and Raygan insists that everyone is going to miss her while shes in school-damn right. Mamas freaking out over here.

On that note-I'm also worried how little sister will react, they are so close, best friends, little amigos, but once again, it will be good. Right? Right?

I will tell you how terribly bad I am dreading the first drop off day. I'm confident that there will be tears and some clinging going on, and I'm confident that the tears will not only be from Raygan. I'm terrified.