So yesterday was Felicity's first day at preschool. It's really more like a Mom's Day Out, I guess, because it's just one day a week, from 9:00-2:00. They have lunch and also take a nap there. She did fine when I dropped her off but that's because I don't think she knew I was going anywhere, she was just playing away. When I came back to pick her up at 2:00, the was lying on the floor crying. Her teacher said that she woke up kind of roughly from her nap, which sometimes happens. This teacher has had Veronica in class too, and she said to me, "she's nothing like Veronica!". Ha, truth! She said she really didn't want to do anything that she was told to do, and she didn't want to play with anyone else, which, um, is not surprising to me! I mean, she is who she is, right? She doesn't want to play with anyone else because, I bet, she thinks those people with whom she plays are going to take away all the fun toys and yell in her face. That is, after all, what's happened to her so far here at home. Her teacher said she got better later in the morning, and also she has a runny nose and cough (again, ugh), so I'm sure it will get better. It better, because she is going there on Tuesdays come hell or high water.
As long as she can stay there, I will be child-free from 9-2 on Tuesdays every week. Here's what I would like to do with that time:
- Go out to breakfast
- Go out to lunch
- Go to the gym
- Take a long walk
- Get my nails done
- Get a massage
- Go to the movies
- Take a nap
- Go food shopping
- Read a book
- Watch a movie at home
But I knew that was unrealistic, so I decided all I really wanted to do was workout and go to the store. I left right from dropping off Felicity and went for a long walk, for one hour, and then I went to two different stores, came home and showered and then sat on the couch and watched a movie. Oh and I ate lunch. It wasn't perfect, they didn't have any chicken thighs at the store (?), the girl left the lock on the bottle of whipped cream vodka that I bought, (my sister said that was probably just as well, although I hadn't intended to daytime drink), my tomato that I bought for my salad was bad, but overall it was a nice day, which I think proves that the key to happiness is low expectations.
Here's a picture of Felicity right after I picked her up. I read somewhere that you should bring food with you to pickup on first days and it's been working like a charm for the girls.
