Just 10 days shy of 3 years old, Zach and I were in the process of researching some near by early preschools to enroll Blake into.
Stress, Pressure and guilt of Blake not only obviously being an only child, But as well as being nearly 500 miles away from our families. We decided it was time to get him into a place with not only some what of a curriculum. But a place where he could socialize with kids his age. Gain some independence. Burn some energy. Mom and dad can only entertain him so much anymore.
We ended up enrolling him in a place he didn’t stay for more than a month. I went with my gut feeling with unrolling him and I am glad I did. The first few days was easy. He didn’t look back. He was so ready to play and be with other kids his age. But as the week went on he was upset about going. It broke my heart to leave him behind with tears in his eyes. I am still not exactly sure what it is. I believe another kid was picking on him. Over time with observation I noticed the teacher was overwhelmed with the children. It was too corporate. Too much of the children fending for them selves and not getting enough one on one with the teacher. Which defiantly doesn’t work for my child of one and distant family.
Tutor Time caught our eye and we enrolled him because it seemed great. I still don’t hate it. I just wouldn’t recommend it. Unless you had no other option. Yes it was a nice renovated building. Newer playground equipment. Class room setting was fancy. Security cameras in every room. Even an app for your handy dandy iPhone to receive updates daily on how your child is doing that day. Such as if and what they ate for a snack or lunch. What activity they did. What time they went down for a nap. I loved having that security throughout the day. It was also a plus for Dad because he travels for work so often.
So I immediately withdrew him and researched other schools. Also because I recently got hired, My first job since pre Blake. So we needed a new school we could be comfortable and secure about. Blake now loves his new teacher, He loves his new friends. Not once has he thrown a fit crying leaving him at school. It is a family owned place. Run by the family and I love that about it. The playground isn’t brand new and fancy. But that doesn’t matter.
Little Blake Izaac Storer is 3 years old. Knows all his colors. Sometimes counts to 20. Sings his ABC’s. Loves to sing itsy Bitsy Spider. Obsessed with Halloween and anything monster related. We have our christmas tree up before Thanksgiving. Because uhh duh. He has his own pet hamster. He likes watching King of the Hill with dad. * laughing eye roll * Couldn’t be luckier to be his mom.