And let me tell you, was she hot that she didn’t get to ride the bus on her first day of preschool. She’s a big girl now, and she wanted on the bus. Mister Man got to ride on the bus, so where was hers?
Granted, the girl has a point. She should have been on the bus. I turned in the bus forms for her last Wednesday, and the bus company only requires 48 to 72 hours to set up the routes. And yes, she rides the bus to preschool because she goes to the public preschool, so it’s a service they offer to those of us who live on the opposite side of the district.
There have been a few problems so far this year with the bus, some of them involving children being taken to the wrong house or to home instead of daycare and the like. I won’t get into that, but Little Miss doesn’t get to ride the bus until Thursday. She’s not thrilled that she has to wait that long. The girl really needs to learn patience. Do they teach that in preschool?
Because she didn’t get to ride the bus and because Monday is an office day, I decided I couldn’t justify seeing her off on her first day. In fact, her first day required some juggling. My office is an hour twenty northeast of my house in traffic (which is why I leave at 6:10 to get there by 7 and avoid at least most of it!). And the preschool is 20 to 25 minutes southwest of my house. Do the math if I drop her off at 9am.
The fun of it is that Mister Man has his kindergarten program at daycare that also starts at 9am. Daycare is three minutes from our house, if that. And I can’t drop him off early or really late.
Yes, I owe my parents a nice dinner out. They very kindly handled both children for me, including my dad picking up Little Miss at preschool and taking her to daycare afterwards. And tomorrow he’s doing the same. Have I mentioned how much I love and appreciate my parents?
The good news is that she truly enjoyed her first day of school. She loves her teacher, and apparently her teacher has enjoyed having her in class (ha! See what she knows!), as well. She told me that she played a lot with Trinity and learned about how she uses her nose to smell. A successful first day!
My mom very kindly took photos for me of Little Miss. I’d requested some of her on the front stoop, as is my yearly tradition. Little Miss apparently didn’t want to cooperate. I literally had a total of five where she wasn’t facing backwards or sideways or some other goofy thing. Standing still is not her forte. And phototaking isn’t my mom’s….