In January, Alex starts preschool. Two mornings a week, for two hours a day. It's the same preschool that Austin went to last year and Alex is really excited to go. (Which is a good thing, because I did worry that she'd have separation anxiety.) Almost daily, she asks me how many more months until she goes to preschool.
So, last night at dinner, right after she asked "when do I go to preschool", for the 100th time, Austin and I had the following conversation:
Austin: Mommy, we have a problem.
Me: What is is?
Austin: Well, when Alex is at preschool and I'm at Kindergarten, you're going to be all by yourself.
Me: (Trying not to laugh, smile or start fist pumping at the idea of two whole hours to myself, not once but twice a week) That's ok Austin. I'll be ok.
2 comments:
What a sweetheart! That is adorable!
(snicker) my youngest is 5 and she still seems to think i will be sad if both girls are away from me.
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