Preschool

Lucy girl started preschool at the beginning of September.  I drop her off in the morning and the Lucky Lion bus brings her home. I originally was picking her up but she badly wanted to ride the bus and since we live in town and its a novelty, I decided to let her. The school district is nice enough to offer busing services to and from the preschool, no matter where the student lives. She LOVES preschool and wants to go first thing in the morning when she wakes up. The fact she has to wait a few hours is always hard for her. She bounces in the school and declares "I'm here!" and waves me away, hangs up her back pack and runs into the classroom.  And I see her again two hours later.  The only thing I don't like is I'm not sure what she's doing while she's there. She's been singing a lot so I'm guessing they must do a lot of songs. And she does bring home coloring and writing practice.   When I ask her about what she did at preschool she responds with "I did lots of things. It was so fun. I love preschool!". And the other day I found out from her that she spent some time in timeout and it was somehow connected to an apple. With her preschool last year I helped out quite a bit and knew what was going on so its been different.  However, she appears to be learning quite a bit and I know that the school district preschool has great teachers and a good set up. They retest the students every three months to ensure the highest need kids are enrolled. I'm pretty sure she will be tested out in December and I feel really bad because she will be devastated. I went ahead and put her on the waiting list for another preschool in January just in case it happens.  But who knows? Maybe she will decide to only half answer all the questions again and get to stay in longer!