From our balcony you can see the playground of a school/daycare. The day we moved in G said, ‘I want to go there…now.’
Well, the process of getting into a pre-school in a metropolis is mind numbing on a good day, but then add to the mix, we just arrived and wait lists for preschool in Sydney can be up to a year long. I honestly didn’t think it was going to happen for him, but with some perseverance I discovered this center, the very one visible from our balcony, was about to have one spot open up on Fridays and I was determined to nab it. For four years I’ve prepped myself for the eventual NYC pre-school battle, and let me tell you…the prep paid off. They probably thought I was a lunatic to not wait for their answers to phone calls and emails, because instead I just showed up at their door—check, birth certificate and proof of vaccinations in hand.
So while this is a temporary fix, just once a week until the school year starts end of January (that is a whole separate battle), I am pleased to announce the bonus for G was his introductory visit to his new school also coincided with Halloween. He did not cry in his costume this year. He was just ambivalent instead.
When I picked him up, we went to Chef’s Gallery for special pumpkin buns.