Charli, she's loving it. The schedule is similar so there weren't really any huge adjustments for her. Me, not so much. I miss her. I barely see her. The stress of it all, gave me the shingles, seriously. The shingles! I advise anyone to never have to deal with these. They are horrific.
Her sister and I were so sad her first day waiting for the time to go pick her up. She kept saying "I can go get Charli now, right mom?" Seriously the saddest thing ever.
Now we are all in routine and used to it and she is thriving. That is afterall the most important. Reading, writing, doing math like a champ. Really though I am most proud that she is described as a very hard worker and the kindest friend. She is nice to everyone, includes everyone and makes everyone feel like a friend. My heart swells with pride for my mini me.
The middle little, the one I get comments like "She's spirited" or "You won't have to worry about her" made me think she wasn't thriving in her new daycare routine. I am not sure why. I am happy to report she is thriving as well. Reading and writing, recognizing shapes, colors, numbers and the alphabet. But the biggest accomplishment to me, that she is also a kind friend, but in a very different way than her older sister. You see, my middle little, she is loud and fierce but she sticks up for those that won't stick up for themselves. She protects the shy, stands up to the bully and helps them find their own feet. This amazes me and makes me oh so very happy! Her teachers are so very proud of her too. They also find joy in her way of working the system, volunteering to help (so she can seat in her seat of choice or behaving perfectly so she gets chosen first). These are the things I want to remember about her preschool days.
The littlest, well he is finding his voice and his feet. His daycare routine is similar to his sisters. He is learning to push in chairs, put on his coat, follow directions, play nicely with his friends. He has also learned to dance! and boy does he get down. He is learning to sing and count and be a happy toddler. at school he is an angel, in the evening he is melting. Hopefully this soon passes but if not I will enjoy the extra snuggles and savor in these last little bits of baby as he turns two in April!
I wish I could freeze time.
