A New Day

Our 3 year old daughter recently had her first day at kindy.

Hubby and I had decided that she could really benefit from one day a week in a different environment, meeting new kids and learning to take instruction from a teacher. So we enrolled her a few weeks back and then regularly discussed it with her until she started so she knew what to expect. We told her how fun and exciting it would be and all the sorts of things she'd be able to do while she's there.

The day before her first day, I suddenly start to think, "Mmm this might be a little sad (for both of us)". And then the big day arrives! Mummy's got everything labelled and lunch box packed. We say goodbye to Daddy in the morning and off we go.

Well, we arrive at kindy, walk in the door and she's off. Not so much as a look back and she's playing with her (soon to be) friends. So I loiter around a while, putting her bag in the right spot, and lunch in the fridge. Quick chat to the teacher. Then - "Honey Mummy's going now. Do you want to come and say goodbye?" D (from a distance, waving) - "Bye Mum".

So I guess it wasn't all that sad for her, and I'm happy to say, I ran around like a crazy woman all day doing so many jobs that I didn't have time to feel sad either. She's been twice now and absolutely LOVES it! She keeps asking, "Is it kindy day tomorrow?"

Now I think we both look forward to Fridays.

(She still tells me when we get home though - "I missed you Mummy" - which is nice)

Aw, my little girl's growing up so fast...