The program is more like a nursery, for kids between 12-36 months, basically to learn to interact with each other, have music class, chapel, play outside, etc. I knew it would be good for her & she would eventually love it, plus I could have some dedicated time to work. I especially like asking her if she is going to school, which responds by pronouncing it “gew!”
The teachers actually come get the kids out of the car so it is less chaotic with a bunch of kids crying, clinging to their mom’s legs (or mom’s clinging to their kid’s legs) in the hallways each morning. At first, I thought this was pretty badass because I could drop her off without even changing out of my pajamas.
But it was tough. Much tougher than I thought. Harper cried her little eyes out, blowing me kisses as the teacher walked her to her classroom. Break my heart! I called Brandon on my way home (sobbing) to tell him how it went.
“She was bawling! They took her right out of her carseat & into the school, I didn’t even get to take my seatbelt off! And she took her shoe off in the car, she didn’t even have her shoe on, what if they don’t put her shoe back on for her????”