A change of venue
As I mentioned last time, The Boy started at his new preschool last week. His previous school was close to our old apartment and my old job, but it was just too far once we bought our house and I changed jobs. Getting out there and back to work/home was a thirty-minute process and ate up an inordinate amount of gas each week.
Plus, the administration was becoming increasingly worse about communicating with parents. This summer it got to the point where my child had five different teachers (that I knew about) over the course of 2-3 months and I received no official notice about any of them coming or going. When we did get notice about upcoming events or deadlines, it was usually after the fact or the information was revised three or four times before the thing happened. It was kind of like watching Mr. Bean run a preschool.
The Boy’s new school, however, is literally thirty seconds away from our house. Now instead of making the grand loop around town to pick him up in the afternoon, I can just make a quick stop on my way home from work. Why didn’t we move him last year?
The only disadvantage so far appears to the fact that we have to pack his lunch each day. I’m okay with that though, because I’m pretty sure he rarely ate most of his scheduled lunch at the old school.
It’s more expensive too, but I keep telling myself that we’re offsetting that increased cost by saving money on gas. It certainly easier to get there in the mornings and the afternoons. Plus, it’s somewhat reassuring to be able to see my child’s school from my back porch.
I don’t think you can get much closer than “RUN!! Hop the fence, you’re gonna be late!!!!”
Indeed. If we had bought the house two doors down from us (which we had initially looked at), going to school would quite literally be possible by jumping over the fence.
I suppose we could start going through their backyard, but I’m sure my wife would have some sort of problem with that. And possibly the people who own that house.
Now is the time to teach him to walk on top of the fence like a cat.