I was really on the fence about taking Lily to preschool. I know that she needed more interaction with children her own age, but I was also told that there would be a lot of co-op type play-groups with various women in the church. So two things helped make up my mind more easily. One: There was a co-op play group started - with almost everyone in Lily's nursery class... except Lily. Two: My mom told me it didn't matter what I wanted, but what was best for Lily. I knew in my heart that putting Lily in preschool would be what was best for her since she thrives off of attention and doing things with other kids her age. So, I went ahead and signed her up for the nearest preschool which happened to be Lewisville United Methodist Preschool. It is approximately four minutes from my house and one of the best decisions I have ever made.
The first day we really tried to talk up preschool and how much fun it would be in case she was nervous or had any sort of reservations about attending. I made Mickey Mouse waffles for breakfast, we let her pick out her own outfit, we took pictures, and we even let her ride in Daddy's car all the way to Preschool.
When we got to preschool, Lily walked right in the door into her classroom like she owned the place. She wasn't nervous or afraid, was ready to play and ready for Mommy and Daddy to leave. We stuck around long enough to watch her wash her hands, get a name tag, and start playing with all their dolls.
The first week was only half day preschool (for adjustment purposes) and I came back a tad early to take a peek in her classroom window and see how she was doing. She seemed to be doing well. She seemed to be happy.
On the way home I asked her to tell me what she did at preschool. Lily replied by sharing with me that they went outside and they sang songs.
The most endearing thing about sending Lily to preschool has been asking her what her preschool teacher's name is. Her response: Tren-er-ow-ski.
But in reality, putting Lily in preschool has been such a blessing. Marco usually sleeps the whole time that she is in preschool. Normally Marco's nap is interrupted by Lily waking him up either running into his room so he can play, or by yelling or singing really loudly. Preschool has ensured that at least three days a week he gets a good, good nap. And while he is sleeping I have gotten so much done. I feel like my house is clean, organized, and (for the first time in a long time) I can sit down and work on a project, take a nap, or read a book. When Lily comes home from preschool, time that I spend with her is so much more valuable and precious. I try to make the most out of the things we do together at home and I think it's because I get "me" time and feel refreshed, I cherish the time I'm able to spend with her.
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