Everyone is excited about school starting. My friend Angie is so excited about school starting that she isn't sure she can make it until next week. She loves her four boys but I think summer may have been a little too long for everyone involved.
Me? I realize that summer lasts forever. This year both The Boy AND The Baby will be going to preschool. One of my new friends was kinda shocked that The Baby was going to preschool.
Devan: He's 18 months?
Kristen: Is that a question? Yes, he is 18-months-old. And he is going to preschool. I found the only preschool within 50 miles that will take an 18-month-old.
Devan: He's so little.
Kristen: Eh. His brother went to preschool for the first time when he was 18-months-old. He'll be fine. It's like paying for playdates except you don't have to reciprocate and you don't have to watch either your child or anyone else's child. You don't have to pretend to like anyone. You don't have to keep your kid from biting someone in the jugular. That's Miss JoAnne's job. It's win-win, across the board.
But preschool doesn't start for another 2 weeks. That's because you pay by the month. If it started next week, you would get 4 actual weeks of school for the price of 4 weeks. Instead we'll be easing the kids in, just an hour here, an hour there, until they feel comfortable. Safe. Secure. The problem with that is by the end of summer, isn't mom so near losing her mind that perhaps the safest and securest place for Junior to be is in the loving hands of a teacher? I'm just saying.
Maybe it's just me. Maybe I am the only one who has these fantasies of being a stay-at-home mom with kids in full-time daycare. How horrible is that? I know. I KNOW. I just think that maybe those countries with the year-round school aren't so far off. Or maybe that's just me...