To Send or Not to Send? That is the Question!
My latest debate is whether or not to send Emersyn to preschool in September. Although she will still be only two, I know she is SO ready to learn in a structured environment and would flurish greatly from such an experience....but then, there is the debate. So the debate is as such 1) she could attend a 2 day a week program for an hour and a half a day (a complete waste of time and gas money). Or 2) she could attend Montessori school which is 2 1/4 hrs a day, five days a week. I really want to go to the Montessori school, but it is quite a bit more money a month, but oh so worth it.
And so I have done nothing about any of it.
If she was going to be three it would be a no-brainer, but if I send her this year she will be going to preschool for three years BEFORE she goes to kindergarten! I just don't know what to do?
Perhaps I need to look into a few more preschools before I feel that I am at the mercy of only two options. I guess another part of it is that, I will have the new baby and poor Emersyn will be sitting here every day and not have the interaction, as I am occupied with a newborn.
Oh the constant decisions we make as parents as to what is best, healthiest, safest...it never ends. Saving for college, saving for a wedding, saving, planning, deciding, it is a never-ending struggle to move our children in the right direction.
Last night as I sat and watched Skylar's gymnastics class I thought to myself, "this kid's not going to the Olympics" and then I thought about her three hour dance classes on Mondays and thought to myself, "this kid's not going to be on So You Think You Can Dance!" But at the same time, it is important that she is involved and doing and active. So then I start thinking "well, I hope when she is in college she joins all those free, walk-herself-to activities because she has no problem me paying thousands of dollars a year and driving all over creation to get her"....blah blah blah.... who am I kidding, she is going to sit in her dorm room and sleep, UG.
But this is what I signed up for. Saving for college, driving to dance and wrestling and making tough decisions about preschool. This is what it means to be a mom...oh that, and week-long fevers. But I wouldn't have it any other way, I mean, had I not been driving around last night like a mad woman, I could have never stopped in for that McFlurry that is now officially stuck to my hips!
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And so I have done nothing about any of it.
If she was going to be three it would be a no-brainer, but if I send her this year she will be going to preschool for three years BEFORE she goes to kindergarten! I just don't know what to do?
Perhaps I need to look into a few more preschools before I feel that I am at the mercy of only two options. I guess another part of it is that, I will have the new baby and poor Emersyn will be sitting here every day and not have the interaction, as I am occupied with a newborn.
Oh the constant decisions we make as parents as to what is best, healthiest, safest...it never ends. Saving for college, saving for a wedding, saving, planning, deciding, it is a never-ending struggle to move our children in the right direction.
Last night as I sat and watched Skylar's gymnastics class I thought to myself, "this kid's not going to the Olympics" and then I thought about her three hour dance classes on Mondays and thought to myself, "this kid's not going to be on So You Think You Can Dance!" But at the same time, it is important that she is involved and doing and active. So then I start thinking "well, I hope when she is in college she joins all those free, walk-herself-to activities because she has no problem me paying thousands of dollars a year and driving all over creation to get her"....blah blah blah.... who am I kidding, she is going to sit in her dorm room and sleep, UG.
But this is what I signed up for. Saving for college, driving to dance and wrestling and making tough decisions about preschool. This is what it means to be a mom...oh that, and week-long fevers. But I wouldn't have it any other way, I mean, had I not been driving around last night like a mad woman, I could have never stopped in for that McFlurry that is now officially stuck to my hips!
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