This is going to be hard

So, Thursday was a real game changer for our family. You see, as I said just a few days ago, Mollybear’s last day in her beautiful classroom was Tuesday. She was all set to move right next door to her new beautiful classroom on this coming Tuesday. We’ve known that we were headed to this new classroom since February. I admit that in February, when we got the news, I had mixed feelings. I was happy that her transition would probably be pretty easy, as she already spent many afternoons in the “new” classroom anyway, and I was happy because the Toddler House is probably the best place on Earth, but I was a little concerned because most of the other kids around her age were moving up to the NEXT classroom, which is in the school next door. I worried maybe something was wrong and the teachers were troubled by some things they weren’t telling us. I didn’t want to sound like a crazy person, so I tried to address gently. I was assured that nothing was wrong and it was based solely on age. I thought, “But so-and-so is younger than Bear….” I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it and tried to just focus on the good: we’d get to stay another year in the greatest place ever.

On Thursday, we had our orientation in her new classroom. It was really lovely, which we knew. Because she was off from school, she had been at my mom’s, so my mom and Severa came along for orientation, too. Molly loved the place, as I knew she would, but I kept having the same mixed feelings. I felt so safe and secure, but part of me wondered if I should be asking for more for her, wondering if she would need more to challenge her. I got tears in my eyes a few times thinking about how wonderful a place it is. And yet. Shouldn’t she be at the school next door? Well, part way through the orientation, I got a hint. The head of the school came through and asked if there was room in Molly’s new room for So-and-So because, it turned out, he wasn’t old enough for the toddler classroom housed in the school. But who IS old enough? Spoiler alert: Molly.

That afternoon, we received a super nice phone call from the head of the school explaining that she thinks the mix-up was made back in February and that Molly was supposed to go to the school and So-and-So (a really sweet boy who has been speaking in full sentences since birth, I think) was supposed to be in the Toddler House. Sigh. We were told that we were welcome to stay in the Toddler House, but that the general thinking was that Bear would probably fare better next door. As I spoke with Aaron about it, and my friend and co-worker Chris, I knew what our choice had to be, but I also knew that I will really miss the greatest place on earth. And I’m sad that I didn’t the months to process the move. And I’m sad that I didn’t realize that, on Tuesday, I would never again get to see her biking in a circle around the playground with her pals (always in the same direction, like the Farmers’ Market). I thought we were getting another year there. Oh well. It is right next door.

On Friday, we returned to school and had our orientation in her new classroom. It’s really lovely and I think she’s going to be very happy there. After we left, though, she walked right over to the greatest place on earth and asked me to open the door for her.


2 Responses to “This is going to be hard”

  1. 1 kateandgracie August 30, 2014 at 1:36 pm

    PS: I know that this is a really good “problem” to have. I feel really lucky.

  2. 2 Mary Lloyd August 30, 2014 at 3:22 pm

    A great place. She loves it there. And will need some time to get used to the classroom but it’s a lovely place.

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