First Week of 4K!

I am happy to say that we have survived our first week of 4-year-old Kindergarten!! And by we, I mean me! In the state of Wisconsin, 4-year-olds are offered the opportunity to attend a free school-year-long preschool program. To say my little Ella was ready, would be an understatement… Here’s my beautiful little bug all dressed and ready for her first day of preschool orientation!

All smiles for preschool orientation day
All smiles for preschool orientation day!

And what outfit is complete without a brand new Barbie backpack!

Barbie backpack

I am actually quite proud to admit that we both made it through orientation without one tear shed!

Preschool orientation day

I mean really, was there ever any doubt that she was ready!?!

That’s my girl!

Me on the other hand… let’s just say I wasn’t striking a pose or anything, just yet… Here’s my beautiful little girl on her first official day of school!

First day of school! 9.5.13
First day of school! 9.5.13

We had to take a few photos…

Happy 1st day of school!
Happy 1st day of school!

And a few more…

At the bus stop.
At the bus stop.

We live in town, so the opportunity to ride the bus to school was out of the question, or so we thought… thankfully, the 4k program also offered a bus option, so my little bug gets to ride the school bus after all!

My first bus!
My first bus!

When she returned from school I was expecting my little bug to be chatting my ear off, but to my surprise she was very quiet — too quiet… and then came the story: “Mom, at school today these kids just kept pushing me down, and I told them to stop, but they wouldn’t, so I told the teacher and she told them to stop and they still kept pushing me down, so the cops came and arrested the kids and took them to jail and then I had a lot of fun playing on the playground…” — oh Ella, how I missed your stories today… Once she got started talking she couldn’t stop, so I used the opportunity to ask her a few questions… I love her responses! Interview: Me: What is your favorite book? E: Disney Princesses Halloween Me: What is your favorite snack & food? E: Cupcakes & spaghetti Me: What do you want to be when you grow up? E: A princess Me: What is your favorite summer memory? E: Riding the rides at Como Zoo Me:  What is your favorite game? E: Pretending to be Venelope (the glitch girl from Wreck It Ralph) and racing My first week in photos:

Day 2
Day 2
Day 3
Day 3
Day 4 -- this is the face of one tired little girl
Day 4 — this is the face of one tired little girl

Day 5: The bus came early today, so mom forgot the picture… 😦 And that brings us to day 6: Today was bring your favorite stuffed animal to school day, and of course Ella had to bring bunny. He’s been with her since she came in to this world, and I am certain he will be with her forever.

Day 6: Bring your favorite stuffed animal day
Day 6: Bring your favorite stuffed animal day — Ella brought Bunny

And of course bunny had to have his own first day of school picture, too!

Bunny's first day of school! 9.13.13
Bunny’s first day of school! 9.13.13

I am told that bunny really liked school today, and he had a lot of fun! So here’s to more fun-filled 4k school days for my little Ella bug (and her bunny!)

Opening Day!

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Preschool Schmeskool

Ugh, preschool registration is staring me in the face this week, and to be completely honest, this momma ain’t ready! My EB will turn four-years-old later this spring which makes her eligible for a four-year-old preschool program this coming fall. And while I know she will love this new adventure, I on the other hand am feeling sick to my stomach about the whole thing.

She is just growing up too fast! I admit that sometimes I forget that she is only three — there is just so much curiosity, so much personality, so much attitude that surrounds my little girl that I have to take a step back and remind myself that she is only three (going on 13). I’m not sure I’m ready to give up her morning snuggles, her witty remarks, her one-millionth-and-one question of the day just yet… then again, her temper tantrums, her stubbornness, and her attitude leave some things to be desired at times.

As trying as my little EB is, I love spending time with her. Call it guilt, but from the day she was born until she was almost three, I placed her in a daycare environment while I commuted 4 hours a day (2 hours each way) to work for another 8 hours in between. I got to see her for maybe an hour each night before it was her bedtime. I missed her, and now that I was able to make the switch to a full-time stay-at-home-mom I have the pleasure of seeing her all day, everyday and that’s not something I’m ready to give up just yet.

Granted, I know I don’t have to send her to preschool, but I worry about what impact not sending her would have on her entering Kindergarten the following year? I want to do the best thing for her not just me.

After a lot of reflection and support from some great friends, I am starting to see the light… I know this new adventure will be a benefit for EB as well as me — I can only imagine the stories she will come home with at the end of the day! I just hope that I’ll be ready… until then, I’m going to enjoy my beautiful EB and the mommy time I get with her!

Falling on Deaf Ears

I now understand how “parents” can be deaf by the time they’re 50 — okay, who am I kidding, by the time they’re 30! Having recently hit the big 3-0 milestone (okay, yes it was six-months ago, but I’m still new to the idea of being considered by the twenty-somethings in my life as “middle-aged”, geesh, I’m barely in my thirties, but I digress) I knew some things were bound to start going — my hips are a little wider, my eyes look a little “tired” to quote the perky little tartlet at the make-up counter at the mall, and yes, my hair is sprouting some of its own natural highlights, but what I was not prepared for was the change in my ability to make out audible sounds…

As I sat on the couch last night curled up with my hubby watching a movie, I couldn’t even begin to tell you how many times I turned to him and asked, “what did he say” or “could you please turn that up?” Seriously!?! I’m only, gulp, 30!!! But, as I sat there in my movie watching stupor, I started to question how my hearing got so bad (so quickly, too, I might add)… and then it hit me!

The sounds that my two beautiful little girls make melt my heart… Their laughs… Their singing… Their “I love you mommy’s”… And yes, even their “I went potty in the potty’s,” but let’s face the facts — the decibel levels they can reach are beyond comprehension, especially to those without children. I mean really, how on earth is it possible for such tiny little people to accomplish such ear-piercing, head pounding, eye cringing sounds?!?

I used to laugh when I would hear (from the other room, I might add) my parent’s cell phones ring at levels that would wake the dead, and they wouldn’t even stir to answer it because they “didn’t hear it ringing,” but now, it’s not so funny…

Perhaps one day I will be presented with an opportunity to enact my revenge, oops, I mean share this “coming of age” experience with my little beauties, but until then, I’m investing in some ear plugs!!!