Preschool Post Script

I need to pick up the thread of a few earlier postings. Particularly ones where I got such supportive and helpful feedback from you all.

Well, last week was the first full week of no crying when I left Vivien at school. I stay about five minutes, give her a two-minute warning, and she says “bye” with no problem. When I pick her up at noon she is always having fun and no longer anxious to leave. If the kids remaining weren’t about to go to nap time she would stay longer.

(This picture did not capture her with a happy face, but really, she was happy to be going to school.)

We’ve had two playdates, with two of the kids from school. I really like the parents there. I was afraid I wouldn’t like the parents, because sometimes playgroups have not yielded the bosom buddies I had hoped for, but we seem to be of a similar food group. A group of women who had careers and scaled back a bit for motherhood, and are not 20. I would hate to be the oldest mom in the crowd. The dads are cool too, but just like when I was a kid in school, I’m always more focused on making girlfriends.

Anyway, for anyone about to go through sending your kid to school for the first time, you can get through it! Now, I have to remind myself that I can get through it as I conquer my next hurdles; potty training, followed by no bottle at bed time, and finally not staying with Vivien as she falls asleep. Ugh. I’m already overwhelmed.

Hurting Your Kid

Here’s that age-old question: “How have you accidentally hurt your child?”

It seems crazy, right? Any of us would jump in front of a bus to save our kid, but there are some bumps that we accidently inflict. Don’t call child protective services! Nothing of the lit cigarette variety, but here is my confession. I hope I’m not the only one…

Dining with Kids in Tow

Remember when you used to meet your girlfriends out to try a new restaurant? Or you would have a couple of cocktails after a movie? Yes, good times. Well, the easy going times out where you don’t worry about how much the sitter is costing may be gone, but I refuse to totally surrender my love of going out to restaurants. Granted, I have to if I want to see my husband since he owns a restaurant and works a lot. Even though he is the chef I still need my daughter to behave so as not to scare the paying customers off. So, I have summed up my helpful hints for dining with the little ones. It’s not the same as dining with your gal pals, but it’s great to be out and be served!