Her latest want is to go to school. We did a one day a week co-op type preschool last year and it was all going fine until the owner and instructor closed up shop to care for her newly adopted children. I was at once happy for her and sad for my little peanut. She loved school and she misses it every day. When she sees her brother getting ready for school she finds her boots and put them on, grabs her coat and heads for the door. When we say goodbye to him at the drop off she asks to go also, and when he sits down to do his homework she sits down with him and asks for her own homework.
And every day she puts on her little Dora backpack and asks when she will be going to school.
We have found an affordable school for her to attend that offers a structured program for a few hours a day and even before and after care included in the price. Even better is that they allow you to drop in for school whatever day you want, there is no set requirement on how many days she needs to attend every week, and we can vary it week to week depending on our schedule. It's only 20 minutes from our house and still in the foothills and her cousins attend one day a week so if she felt nervous she would have kids there she knows and loves.
It all sounds so perfect. Until my feelings get in the way, that is. I am not even close to ready to let her out of my sight for a few hours a week. She is my side kick, my mini me, and she is most likely my last baby.
But I know I have to let her go sometime. Perhaps she sees that there is much more out there besides me and she wants to grab a hold of it and let it lead her wherever it may. Or maybe she just really wants to paint and glue cheerios onto paper. Whatever the reason, the day has arrived. Much like the day she was born, ready or not, here she comes!
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