All's Quiet on the Home Front

Today we started John's second year of preschool. He goes to a wonderful co-op school that's less than a mile from home. We enjoyed it so much last year and he was beside himself with excitement all morning today before we left for drop-off. This year he's in a class that will meet four afternoons a week, 12:30-3 pm. He's got a new teacher, but many of the previous classmates will be returning. Last year I was so nervous about leaving him and what he would do, how he would react and he was absolutely fine, didn't even bat an eye on the first day or any other day thereafter. This year was easier on me and he jumped right into the action at the science table before I was ready to even say goodbye.

Next step - home for Kara's nap. When we headed out from the preschool, Kara was already tired. After a short story, she was curled up happily in her crib ready to go to sleep. It's a nice rainy day, so hopefully the nap will last for longer than the hour that it's been the last couple of days.

While she's sleeping and he's at school, the house seems eerily quiet. It's nice, but odd. I'm trying to make myself be productive for as long as the nap lasts, but I'm tempted to go sit on the couch or lay in bed and read a book, do some sudoku, or maybe just find some show on tv to veg out to for a bit. Maybe some popcorn and good daytime tv are just what I need. Hmmmm....