Preschool

Today was Libby's first day of preschool. :( No, I didn't cry or anything like that. Honestly, the hardest pill for me to swallow in the whole matter is that I don't know WHAT she's learning. I'm so used to being the one to teach her everything and now I don't have control over that. I didn't realize I had such a control issue in that area, but I guess I've found out why I want to homeschool so badly now. I am very happy (and hope I continue to be) with our choice of preschools though. It is a Montessori preschool and I just love that approah. Plus, of the three preschools I checked out this is the one where I saw genuine care for not only the kids, but also for me as the parent. I was utterly impressed with how they handled the few disciplinary actions that they needed to. I was also very impressed to see Libby just jump right in (on our visit) and just absorb into the classroom. As for today, though, she was a little unsure of jumping right in without mommy there. She didn't want me to leave (thus the semi-sad face in the picture). I walked her into the classroom and Miss Kirsten, her teacher, took her over to see the gerbils. I then told her good bye and heard her cry a bit. Miss Tina, the director, told me that I could call and check on her if I would like to, but there was no need to do so. By the time I had Grace in her car seat, Miss Tina came out to tell me that she had already calmed down. I'm excited for this new adventure in our lives. I think it will be good for the both of us.