My final preschool decision is made. Thank you God! I don't know if you fret and frey like I do over big decisions like this one (or maybe it's not as big as I make it) but I am relieved. After pulling some strings, I was able to get Little Dude in the preschool of choice. Yay! (big sigh here).
He'll be in school 12 hours a week next year. That means I'm free for 12 hours per week. What the heck am I going to do with myself? Hmmm...grocery store, clean the house maybe? Novel ideas, right?
The light at the end of the tunnel is getting brighter and brighter. Weird.