I'm Ready

This morning my kids hung out at Ally's house with Cannon and Landry and Bec and JP for me to go to a doctor's appointment.  Ally was working so I swung by to pick Cade up from preschool on my way back into town.  Cade showed me around and led me to what will be Sam's room next year.  We are waiting for a spot in the three year old class and when I checked today I learned we are still on the list and unfortunately, no spots are available yet.  Jody and I have already decided that this is the school we want him to attend, with Cannon, and if he can't get in, he'll skip preschool until he's four.  We not sweating it.  If it happens, great.  If not, that's okay too.

I've also made the decision that if he does get in and he's not ready, we'll do it later.  I was telling Ally this today.  I hope Sam will get in and will love it,  But if he doesn't, I'm prepared to keep him home.  I told Ally Jack is my social one and I should probably just send him and keep Sam at home with me.  I can see Jack now sprinting to his classroom with his backpack swinging with every step.  I have no worries about his ability to adapt and make friends.  It's who he is.  A friendly, outgoing, loving little boy.  

And as if he wanted to show me his readiness to go to "school," I looked over this afternoon to find him doing this.  A little bit of writing with a whole lot of concentration.  He clearly was trying to show his Mama, "Hey, keep Sam here.  Send me,  Send me!  I ready.  Really ready."    

Slow down, sweetie.  Your time will come.  Sooner than you Mama wants it to. Oh, the irony.