
I have totally and uttered enjoyed 99% of my 5 years as an at home mom and keeping the kids home with me. No sports, no preschools or set schedule's. Except for what children entail, but no outside intrusion. But that all changes tomorrow. Isabelle has her first soccer practice Monday and school starts Thursday. I'm not dreading it like I thought I would. I tend to like my bubble and stretching myself in this way is not a strong point. So it's exciting, and a little sad. I almost starting crying in church (which isn't abnormal as I do this about every Sunday due to the doctrinally rich songs we sing) but at this moment Isabelle was asking me about the violins and being sweet and I'm just looking at her thinking I'm not going to see her for about 35 hrs a week now. And it's a little heartbreaking. But stages change in life I know... but it's still a little sad. I suppose I should stop before I start crying.
I've been putting our tapes onto DVD's this week and it's amazing how fast children grow.
I also forgot to mention that even thought Isabelle didn't preschool, I worked with her at home and she's starting to read. More than we ever had to know back in half day kindergarten...