Okay, so if I talked to you at any time in the last several months, you probably know that I have been agonizing/deliberating ad nauseum about whether or not to keep the boys home or to send them to preschool. Finally, about a month ago, I finally made the decision that yes they should go and went to sign them up for the 2 day program at this small Lutheran preschool only to find out that they had revamped their program a bit and that now, they only offered 3 and 4 day preschool. Well.....having made the decision to send them 2 days, I didn't think that I would be able to then backpedal and not send them at all. So, I came home and we did the math as to whether or not we could afford to send them three days or not, and I went back the next day and made our deposit. So, up until this morning, I have been just excited for them (and for me!) about them going. But....this morning, I wake up and am having my quiet time and thinking about the day ahead and praying for the boys and all of a sudden, I feel tears in my eyes, a bit of panic in my heart, as I silently ask the Lord if we made the right decision...after all, 'they don't HAVE to go, I am home, I am going to be sending them away forever after this, they will survive, right?' About that time, I remembered that we had prayed about this decision and long labored over it and that we felt good about it, and they were more than excited to be starting. They got up and the first thing they asked was when they were going to school. Micah decided to miss his first couple of classes this morning so that he could go with us to drop them off. So, I made pancakes for all three of my school boys and we got everyone ready for a couple of pictures before we left.
|right in front of their school, dropping them off|
At the preschool, there were no tears, there was hardly a goodbye from them as they immediately went into class and found fifteen new things to play with, each one way more interesting than mom and dad. And I came home, got our dishwasher installed, and enjoyed running errands all by my lonesome.