I Don't Know If I am Ready

In theory, it sounded like a good idea to try and get Samantha into the public preschool they offer here. It's only offered in a few schools - and at Marlie's school there are 2 classes with 10 kids per class. I was told there was no way she would get in, but I decided to give it a shot. We meet none of the requirements for priority - low income, military, ESL, or documented learning disabilities . . . But somehow, she made it in - we received the letter the other day. I had a split second of excitement until it hit me that she will be gone for 5 hours every day . . . It will be great for her socially (I am pretty convinced that she won't learn too much that she doesn't already know) - but I don't know if I am ready . . . But she sure is . . .

She is so excited that last night she and Marlie were playing "Pre K" - seriously, they had her backpack fitted (I found a toddler princess one on clearance for $2 a while back) and they used their kitchen food to pack a lunch for her.  And she is also now very seriously wanting to practice colors and numbers to get ready for school . . . like I said, she's not going to learn much book-wise, but it will be a good experience for her.

Why did I think this was a good idea?!?!  Why hasn't someone invented a pause button on life yet?!?!  2 babies going to school. . . I think I will just squeeze the 3rd one for the next few years.