Preschool.

So, Evan is at that wonderful age where he will be starting preschool in the fall. I really, really, really want to get him into the Edmonds co-op preschool. This school is a little different from normal preschools in that the children don't have to be potty trained (we are hoping this won't be an issue come fall, but you never know), the kids get to learn by playing (there is a structured curriculum, but the kids get to decide which play station they want to attend and if they choose to stay at the sand bin the whole time, so be it). The other great thing about this school is that parents HAVE to participate. Each parent comes to help one day a week. This is why I am obsessed with the school! Evan wants to go to school, but he is a little hesitant still. He likes his independence, but only a small bit. For example, Jen and I recently put him and Ivy into a music class where we drop them off for the first 35 min and then join them for the last 10. Evan is ok to go in alone, with Ivy. He is ok if I leave, but only because he knows I am waiting in the next room with Wesley. He loves music class, but I can see the little fear that he pushes back every time before we get there as he asks me a million times if I will just be waiting with Jennifer until teacher tells us to come in.

How this relates to the preschool? I can give him the independence, but can also be there- just one day out of three, as he adjusts to this new adventure!

I have heard that this preschool is very hard to get into. Wait lists for miles. I have done my research, talked to the registration girl, attended the open house, and learned that if I want to get Evan into one of the 5 open spots, I have to be there today to line up by 11:30 (or earlier if necessary), wait in line, and PRAY that there are not 5 people in front of me. Oh the pressure! What time should I get there? What time does "earlier if necessary" mean to other crazy moms? Can I really sit in line for hours for a preschool? I feel the same nerves as right before a law school exam and have had to nervous pee twice already!

Jen and I decided there is no shame when it comes to doing things that we know are best for our kids, so here I sit... In the parking lot. Waiting. Hoping. So far, I don't see any other crazy moms waiting, but I have my running shoes on in case there is an unexpected, mad dash to the front of the line!