Ready for tomorrow!

Both kids are going to preschool 4 afternoons a week this year.

Same school.

Same time.

Two and a half hours to myself on a regular basis.

What will I do with myself?!

I've been excited about it all summer long.

I love my time with my kids - but there is SO much that has been neglected around here as we spent our days at the pool and the park and playing and playing and playing...

I have been dreaming of cleaning the basement.

And closets. (All of them!)

And my fridge.

(Ok. That's a lie about the fridge. But not the other two.)

Until last night, when I had dreams about taking the kids to school.

Which were not good.

They involved getting lost on a mountain in a snowstorm and a 30-pound version of my infant nephew and Sadie escaping from her classroom, among other things.

So then I considered maybe I wasn't as calm about this dropping-both-of-them-off-at-the-door-and-driving-away thing as I thought I was.

But then we went to the preschool open house this afternoon.

They found their cubbies.

We met their teachers.

And I think it will all be ok.