Friday, August 14, 2009

P is for preschool


So, I know that everyone says this at some point, but when did my little girl get so big? Wednesday was Rylee's first day of preschool. She couldn't be happier to leave the roost for a couple hours twice a week (I think she thinks it's about time she was intellectually challenged by someone other than mom and dad).
But, I am a little saddened by this whole experience. Not because she is going to preschool - no, no, it does us a world of wonder to be separated, but I am sad because both times she has gone this week, as I go to pick her up after school, I ask her how preschool was and what she did. All she has to say is "Mom, I don't want to talk about it, I'll tell you tomorrow morning," or something along those lines. Now, you may think, oh, she doesn't like preschool...I don't think it's that. I think she thinks she's too cool to talk about school with her mom - I'm not even kidding! It's like, all the sudden she's a 6th grader and could care less what I have to say. So, for this I am saddened that somewhere along the way, she forgot she's my little girl that I can't ever get to stop talking! Maybe one of these days she'll remember she's only 3 1/2 and will feel the need to act so(sigh)