It wasn't about Lucas.
It was about Ramsay. Ramsay, who was hopefully behaving himself at daycare, not school.
Actually, it was to let me know that even though school started almost 3 weeks ago, a spot in the preschool had opened up. Did I want it for Ramsay?
Um, hmmm, let me think.
Do I want my child, who is about a year behind where his older brother was at this age, to have a structured setting to learn the things he is supposed to know by the time he is in Kindergarten? Of course I did! I snatched up the spot right away.
The only problem was the school needed a copy of Ramsay's current physical - one dated within the last year - before he would be allowed to start.
Ramsay's last physical was June 4, 2010 - which, for those of you who are mathematically challenged, was more than a year ago.
After getting off the phone with the school district I called his doctor's office to make the appointment figuring they wouldn't be able to get him for at least a week or two. To my greatful surprise, they were able to see him at 9am this morning. So, as of 10:20, Ramsay is registered and scheduled to start preschool next monday. And, as an added bonus, since he wasn't able to start with the rest of the class, I won't have to pay any tuition for August. Yay!
Now, who told my little baby that it was ok to grow up and start school?
I feel like it was just a few months ago he looked like this:
Ramsay, 6 weeks
Now, he's a walking, talking, running, getting into trouble, 3 year old who looks like this:
Ramsay, 2 weeks ago
I am officially the mother of a 3rd grader and a preschooler. Hold me.