Half-day
House on Red Corner · 2008-01-29
We signed Daughter up for a half-day at the public Montessori school this morning. We are overjoyed at the prospect. The school opened only last year. We never dreamed we would be excited to put her in public school - or even that we would. Husband was all set to home-school.
It is officially a lottery, but since that is the only public school that accepts 3-year-olds, I am pretty optimistic. Apparently 94% of parents get their first choice - not sure the percentage get their only choice. I guess that counts as a first choice.
Today’s half-day was exhausting.
Daughter was playing Dora all the way, dragging on my coat belt. When we started wanting to eat each other, we stopped for a cookie. Daughter scraped off the chocolate and we ate the rest. Divine raspberry center - it was made from scratch at the place we happened to drop into before we scurried into the bank to have our forms notarized.
Then we got lost, went to a meeting that wasn’t there, and were too tired to stop Daughter from tramping around in the mud and snow. We subsequently flopped into a very civilized basement diner for some curried squash soup with goat cheese and duck confit. Daughter ate pita bread with oil, salt, and pepper (oh the pleasure of pouring and sprinkling!) and snagged a strawberry after eating a pathetic portion of greens under duress.
We came home to a new toaster that the building management left for us. Ah, small pleasures.