So on Thursday, I came home from the library at 2 p.m. I read an article from the AARP newsletter, “8 Things to Do After 50 to Help You Live Longer” (as far as I can tell, I’m not doing any of those things), I took my Metamucil, and then I helped get Joy ready for the preschool open house at Meadows Parkway.
It was crazy. So crowded. Morning families, afternoon families, and full-day families all there to meet teachers and drop off supplies.
Joy knew exactly where to go. Her teacher, Ms. Dana, was her teacher last year. Joy played in the pretend kitchen with the pretend cookware, and then she knocked over some blocks that had been carefully stacked by a blond four-year-old girl, who pointed at Joy and said to her thirtysomething mom, “She knocked over my blocks.” Yes. Yes, she did. Maybe you should read “The Three Little Pigs.”
Meadows Parkway installed new playground equipment over the summer, so we had to see that. Joy did the jungle gym, slides, ladders, the merry-go-cycle, monkey bars, balance beam, climbing wall, the tube, and eighteen other fun things.
After forty-five minutes, I told Deb, “I’m going to get the car and pull it around. Grab her in three minutes and carry her to the car.”
Joy screamed all the way to the car.
Joy had had so much fun that she fell asleep in the hallway when we got home.
I fell asleep at the library.
Joy Elizabeth 