Another First

It seems the older the girls get, the fewer "Firsts" we have. That makes them all the more notable at this age, if you ask me. We had a MAJOR milestone today for Chloe.

For the past few weeks, Chloe has become obsessed with going to preschool. Grace gets to do it and she really wants to as well. She also wants to go to swim lessons like Grace and get her hair cut like Grace. My answer to all of these things is "You have to be 3." That seems to make sense in her little mind, since she is very proud of the fact that she is 2 now and knows that she will be 3 next. She often walks up to me and says things like "Chloe goes to preschool when me turn 3."

This girl cannot wait for it to happen.

The sad thing is, I NEVER want it to happen.

I'd be happy to keep Chloe a 2 year old and home with me forever. I like spending the one on one time with her and cherish these times we have together. Plus, I just can't imagine myself without a little one in the house.  Chloe has never been away from me. She wouldn't go to the church nursery, even as an infant. She wouldn't do the gym kids club and she only recenlty has been able to tollerate being left with Aaron while I escape leave the house.  She's just my little buddy.

Grace started swim lessons today. So Chloe and I picked her up from preschool and drove to the pool.  While we were there, we walked by the kids club. When Chloe saw it she looked interested. I told her it was 'preschool' and asked if she wanted to go while Grace was in swim lessons. Her eyes lit up! YES! She wanted to go. I couldn't believe it.

I walked up to the front desk and asked if they would honor my 2 year old punch card (the one I bought when she was a baby thinking I could have both kids in the kid room and get a short hot tub work out in. Ha! What a joke that was!  Turns out they would honor my punch card and I checked Chloe into the "preschool". It was amazing. The child who used to scream when I left the room just turned and ran from me into the kids club. No hug. No kiss. No tears. Just a smile-filled wave goodbye.

I was in total shock.

I then proceeded to get Grace dressed for lessons and joined the other mom's on by the side of the pool to watch. I was finally one of 'those' moms. You know, the kind I was always jealous of who could sit there for 30 minutes and have alone time while their kids had swim lessons. I thought to myself "well, that only took 4 1/2 years!"

To be honest, I didn't quite know what to do with my self and ....dare I say...I felt a little bored. This could take a little getting used to.