Talking about the kid, not Violet, the dog.
Brent and I both dropped her off this morning, and it went smoothly. No tears, more of a "See ya, folks!"
She's been so excited about preschool. She even woke up in the middle of the night last week, wailing, "I wanna go to preeeeeschool." Broke my heart.
I love that they complete a daily report. Em's said she was a "super sleeper," had a "full belly" and both a "happy day" and "sad day."
Under comments, it read, "We had a very up and down day. She did a great job during the lessons and playing with friends, but was very sad and missed Mommy during transition times. I'm sure it was first day jitters and we will have a better day next week. She had a great afternoon!"
Until more slots open up, she's going one day a week. Given how she couldn't stop talking about it after I picked her up tonight, I bet she'll have a smoother time next week.