Mixed Emotions

Happiness is...

First day of preschool.


Well, not exactly. I can't say I'm actually happy that Monkey is now four. He reminds us of this fact at every occasion. When he reaches the top of the play structure. When he gets his shoes on. When he goes to the bathroom (and washes up) unassisted. All are announced with a cheerful, "I'm four years old!" I'm not quite as cheerful, since "four" means "older" and "where has the time gone."

Four also means preschool, which means twice a week, childless hours for Hubster at home.

It's a lot of mixed emotions.

But I do have to say, if my Monkey is going to have to grow up and start school, this is the perfect place.

I could not be happier with his preschool.


The garden, the animals, the old barn, the surrounding corn fields. That's where he gets to go to preschool.



And that is reason to be happy.



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