Before I start, can I ask a serious question?
Who decided that 1, 2, and 3 year olds need to go to preschool? I’m struggling with this a bit. I feel like kids should be allowed to just be kids, to play and be happy for those first few years before they HAVE to start going to school every day, every year. I only went to one year of preschool, Brandon didn’t go at all, and we turned out just fine. On the other hand, there’s so much pressure here in Johnson county. If you don’t have your 1.5 year old enrolled in THE best preschool in town, if they can’t recite the preamble to the constitution by age 2, or know the quadratic equation by age 3, they’re destined for failure. Puhleeze!
I wrestled with these feelings for months, literally, before finally coming to a decision. A compromise. I ultimately decided that me feeling like she needed to be in preschool was stemming from the idea that “everyone else is doing it” and that obviously isn’t reason enough. But I’m a parent and I needed to take my child’s needs in account as well. My reasons for getting her into something were that she’d greatly benefit from: social interaction with peers her age, a structured day, and learning to listen to adults that are NOT mom and dad.
Would she learn those things from preschool? Absolutely. But let’s face it, Lakyn already knows everything she needs to know for kindergarten (and in some areas, well past K). Then there’s the money issue. It’s kind of expensive, y’all, and when I’m already on the fence about preschool, this matters.
So what’d we do? We found a parent’s day out program from the recommendations of friends. She’ll do that this year and it’ll transition nicely to an actual preschool class next year. We still call this school, though, because we can. Because Lakyn is excited about school, because it’s simpler. L and I went to tour her new “school” a few months ago and met the teacher. She didn’t want to leave! So to be fair, this is not technically preschool, but it’s set up like one with a theme for each week, show and tell, and of course, recess. She goes one day a week on Thursdays. The only drawback for me is that it’s all day. 9:15-2:15. I have to fight the urge to go pick her up early because I miss her. I must remember that she’s having a blast and likely will not want to leave when I show up anyway. This is going to be great for her.
And I suppose it’ll do me some good, too. I know I’ve got to “cut the rope” eventually. I can’t keep her locked up with me all the time, she needs to explore the world on her own as well. I’m also looking forward to having one-on-one time with Rilyn, too.
So, enough about the technicalities, here’s our girl on her first day of school!
I cannot wait to go pick her up and hear about her day! Hurry up 2:15!