My oldest, Ginny, is enchanted by the idea of school. It started simply enough. She would see a school bus and go a bit berserk.
“Mommy, school bus!!! There’s a school bus, Mommy.”
The thrill in her voice amazed me. What was so fascinating about a school bus?
Then there came the despair.
“Where’s the school bus, Mommy? I don’t see any school buses.” My daughter would say this with a quiver in her voice and a tear in her eye. I’d have to explain that school buses aren’t usually on the road on a Saturday, but since she is two years old and doesn’t grasp the concepts of time very well yet, Saturday meant little to her.
Soon, Gigi would beg me to go to school.
“Mommy, I want to go to school.”
I would let her know she had to be a bit older. She would have to wait.
“Okay, Mommy. I wait.”
A few weeks ago, it happened. We got a letter in the mail from our parish school, the one I once I worked at as a substitute teacher, inviting us to their open house. Since Gigi is turning three next month, she will be old enough to go to preschool in the fall.
Gigi came with me to the open house. She was beyond excited about going to school with Mommy that evening.
When I arrived, I saw Sister Joan, the school principal and my former boss. She saw us as we entered and gave me a hug. She looked at Gigi and said, “I can’t believe she’s old enough yet. My, how time has flown by.”
I can’t believe it either. It seems like just yesterday that I was waddling around and more than ready to give birth; uncertain if the baby I was carrying was a boy or a girl. Now, my baby girl isn’t a baby anymore, although she and her sister will always be my babies.
A week after the open house, I made my way back to the school and registered Gigi for preschool. She will attend only twice a week in the mornings, but it will be a huge change, for her, her sister, and me. I’m excited for Gigi. Gigi can’t believe her luck. She gets to go to school. Well, maybe….she still needs to be potty trained. I’m hoping that school will be the motivation to master that skill before August; otherwise, there will be no preschool for Ginny in the fall.
UPDATE: Gigi loved preschool! She’s now in Kindergarten and gets to ride the bus every day, to her complete delight.
This has been a Finish the Sentence Friday post. I’m co-hosting this week! This week’s sentence is “When it comes to the unexpected or to change…”