I have known this day would come for a long time, especially since I was the one who planned it. Preschool.
When I returned to work after Quinn was born he went to my Grandma's house...his Great-Grandma's house. We were so very lucky to have her watch him for the past 4 years. Up until he was nearly 2 years old he was with her 5 days a week. As he got busier we transitioned him into a home daycare 2 days per week and to his Granny's house 3 days a week right up until Luke was born this past September. And now, on leave, since Paige is in school it has been just me and my boys everyday. It has been great...unforgettable...messy...wonderful...and exhausting.
Quinn has a lot of energy, like most 4 year old little boys do. The combination of a silly active boy with a newborn baby and a "oh so tired" mommy, is a tough mix, but we made it work. I have loved spending time with him but I have known for a long time that he needs more. More structure, more activities and bigger challenges than he gets in a home environment. A year ago I began to research preschools for him and we settled on St. Odilia Wee Saints. We also decided that the perfect time for him to start would be after I go back to work.
I am so fortunate to be able to transition Quinn slowly into his new school, his church school. You see the reference "church school" comes from Paige. She used to attend the same school through the YMCA, and called it her church school since it was held well...in a church, our church. We have talked it up for the past year, telling him how great it would be when he finally went to preschool. I wonder if all that talk was for him or for me.
Well today was the day. His very first day. I planned it out so that he would only go for a few hours, five to be exact. We spent last night preparing for his big day. We picked out and packed his blanket and pillow, a snuggle friend, and extra outfit and clothes to wear. I took him to get a hair cut (which he loved) and we carefully chose and laid out the clothes he would wear. We were all ready!! And off to bed.
I prepared myself for the fact that today, this morning rather, may not go as smooth as we planned. It was easy to talk about that day for so long but now that it was finally here...
Well the kids got up and had breakfast, Quinn was in a great mood. He got dressed and was being so sweet and silly. I was a little bummed out that I had to tell him, today was the day. Well it was time to start the car and get ready to go. When I reminded him , he burst into tears, as I knew he would. While I packed up the car Paige talked him off the ledge and it wasn't long before we were on our way!
Once we were in the car he was excited and I was so very relieved. When we got to school he walked in without any hesitation.





