It’s been a big week.
On Monday, I took the girls to visit the preschool they’ll attend in the fall for two mornings a week. We’ve talked loosely about “school” recently, and I wanted them to have a visual as we work to get them excited about their new adventure.
The girls had so much fun meeting their teacher, and they got to play for a couple of minutes in the indoor playroom. They’ve been talking about “school” every day since. They’re excited about getting backpacks this summer, but they are disappointed they won’t be riding a school bus. :)
On Tuesday I signed the girls up for swimming lessons. There are a couple of short sessions they’ll attend, the first one starting NEXT WEEK. Again, the girls are super excited. They’ve been practicing kicking their legs (in the den), and they can’t wait to wear the new swimsuits we bought.
At that point in the week, I was already feeling, “Wow, what’s happening to my BABIES???”
On Wednesday, I took the girls to the park by myself for the first time (at least the first time since they were about 16 months old, when they would not stay parked on a blanket!). When they go with Hubby and me, they usually run in opposite directions, and they are fast climbers…so it scares me, thinking about not being close by.
I was so proud of the way they behaved, though! I told them that we had to stay together on the same piece of equipment. They followed the rules and listened really well. Whew!
On Friday I have a meeting to attend, so Miss Jenny is coming to hang with the girls for an hour or so. I was thinking about our plans for today, realizing we’ve been going and doing every day this week. I usually try to have one or two days that we occupy ourselves at home.
And then it dawned on me.
Hubby’s last day of school is tomorrow, so today is the last day I’ll be home with the girls by myself…before Hubby is home for the summer…before they start preschool in the fall.
Of course Hubby won’t be with us every second of every day. And in the fall they’ll only be in preschool for two mornings a week, six hours a week in total. I know it’s goofy, but I got a big lump in my throat.
So this morning we played a little longer before I made breakfast. We read a few extra books before snack…and in the living room, at that, a special treat. I was planning a big morning of crafting when Hubby called, asking us to come to his school for a quick visit.
It’s probably a good thing that my Morning of Reflection at Home was interrupted…I know I was over-thinking things (as I so often do!).
The girls instead had a great time playing in Daddy’s room, and I treated the three of us to lunch at the restaurant of the girls’ choosing.
I know that tomorrow...next Monday...or the next...won't really be any different from today...but these goofy little "milestones" sometimes trip this mama up!