I cried this morning at preschool drop off.
It wasn’t her first day of school. In fact, I didn’t even cry then. No, it was Avery’s third day of school.
And I cried as I walked back to the car.
It wasn’t because my little tiny baby is growing into a big strong girl. It wasn’t because the moment she saw her teacher, she ran from me, to make sure she was first in line (always)! It wasn’t because I would be drinking coffee without my Starbucks buddy. It wasn’t because she was crying, begging me not to leave. In fact, it was just the opposite.
I cried because as my daughter walked through the gates to school, her face was full of joy.
I saw, in her face, that we had made the most perfect choice for her. The perfect preschool, with the perfect teachers. The perfect experience for our girl.
When we first considered signing Avery up at this particular school, we had to think about a lot of things. the cost, and the commute. The school, while not absurdly expensive, is also not the least expensive. And it’s 40 minutes from home. She could have gone to a school 10 minutes from home, for half the price. But, this school…
This school is different, and we knew in our hearts that it was what Avery needed. Where she would THRIVE.
And she is.
Already, after just 3 days, we know we made the right choice.
Avery asks to go to school every day. She loves it so much. And isn’t that what every parent hopes and prays for? That their child will LOVE school, LOVE learning? Preschool is the foundation that a future of learning is built on. I wanted Avery to have a strong foundation, and I know that her teachers are the ones to build that foundation.
Her teacher told me after school the other day, “She loves it, she really loves it. She is so focused on what we’re saying, and she soaks it all in.” And one of the assistant teachers asked “Does she EVER stop smiling?”
Seeing my daughter so excited and happy to go to school, run, smiling, to her teacher to tell her about the previous day’s activities, hearing such positive feedback from her teachers, seeing the perfect foundation being built…
It fills me with joy.
So, I cried at preschool drop off, today, and odds are pretty good, that I’ll cry on Monday, too.