Missy's First Day Of Preschool

I just realized I never posted this about Missy starting class at Her own preschool!   She was so worried about pre-school, so sad not to have Her sister there this time.  I could almost hear a dirge playing as we walked to school the first day.  She took Her sweet time changing Her shoes and hanging up Her backpack, I can tell you.  So Mr. and I waited.  We were in no hurry.
Then we walked Her in, and suddenly, from the ether, a circle of small people materialized around Her.
She didn't seem to know whether to be amused or freaked out.  The teacher (who is fantastic) took Her hand and welcomed Her.  She smiled.
I said, "Miss, do you want me to go now, so you can start your day?"
She looked a bit serious.  But She nodded.
So I left.
I waited a few moments and peeked through the window. I had to!  No tears.  So I walked home.
It was very, very quiet.
When the time finally came to pick Her up, She was on the swings.  I waved.
She pretended not to see me.  I waited a bit, then came closer.  I was still invisible!
I came right up and called Her name.  
"Little Miss! Hi! How was school? Are you ready to go home for lunch?"

Missy grinned.  She shook Her head.
"No, I'm goin' stay yeah."

"You're just going to stay here and never come home? You'll camp on the playground?"

"Shuh! I like it heah. I can just stay.  Bye."

So I guess it went well.
Since that first day, I haven't had any trouble convincing Her to go to school. She does still miss Her sister, and comment that She wishes Sissy could be in Her class.  But She was elated to tell me that Her class is full of kids "just my own very age!" and loves Her teacher and how "peaceful and nice" the classroom is.
I'm glad it's a good fit, sad She's away from me half the day, glad She loves it and is learning.
I must admit, it's still hard to leave Her and walk home. But it's fun to come up over the hill at pick up time, and see Her so happy, playing with friends of Her own.  And then scoop Her right up and bring Her back with me!