Athena's first day of pre-school was Monday. It's a strange time for a parent, exhilarating and melancholy at the same time.
First off, Athena loves pre-school. She's been there two days, and she's already talking more, has weaned herself off the bottle, and is making poopie in the potty voluntarily after months of futile cajoling and wheedling from her parents. Ah, peer pressure is such a potent force, I should enjoy that brief moment in time where it's a good thing.
I spent the morning of Athena's first day with her. She ducked into the empty classroom next door from time to time. Partially because they have better toys (like magnets!) but partly I wonder if she was acclimating to surrounding herself with a dozen or so other kids when she's used to just having one, much smaller kid to deal with (Zoe).
She only got upset two times. One, when she couldn't leave the class to look at the babies in the infant classroom (which she'd enjoying doing when we were touring the facility) she cried for Mommy. Later, when I left, she didn't cry for Daddy one bit, which is great -- really, really great.
The other time is when one of the kids brought his box of Cookie Monster Organic Shortbread Cookies and Athena wanted one. Even though she would grab me by the fingers and place my hand on the box of cookies while demanding "Hand! Hand!" (her word whenever she wants us to give her something, i.e., put it in her hand), she somehow knew better than to try to take one of this boy's cookies on her own.
Honestly, I think the transition has been harder on me than on her. I realized today that for the first time Athena has this whole life outside of me and the others her family. She's growing up, becoming the most wonderful little girl, but I'm going to miss being on of the constant fixtures of a world limited to her home and some trips in the car.
And the teachers are great, but they're great with all the kids. (One complaint, Athena seems to be in the classroom of the wet, hacking cough.) Still, I can't reasonably expect them to treat Athena as one of the most precious people in the world, even though that what she is to me. So, I have to accept that even though they treat Athena as the special person she is. To them, she's special in the same way all the other kids are special.
Anyway, here are the photos...
Sally and Athena outside of school.

Because Sally works early, we're the first to arrive. So Athena got the opportunity to get used to her new surroundings.

Athena gets assigned her very first cubby hole. We chose Hello, Kitty to honor Athena's Asian heritage.

Here Athena makes friends with Cameron, the next child to arrive.



Later, Cameron and Athena join some other kids stacking blocks. I remember one of the teachers telling the children they were stacking the blocks too high. Isn't that kind of the point?


Before I left, I was pretty amazed at how well Athena took to sitting in a group.