We just got a call today that Avery has been accepted into the preschool that we LOVE! This place has a waiting list of a year or more (and has never advertised in its long history and has always had a waiting list). The school focuses on music and social studies and languages, has small classrooms and a fabulous campus (that I referred to as "kid nirvana" during our tour). Plus? They do an end-of-year concert. Seriously...how cute will that be? I should stockpile the waterproof mascara in anticipation.
I put our names on the waiting list last year, hoping that a spot would open. And in addition to her having a spot in the fall...there is also one in the summer...so she can start there sooner than we thought. And stay there -- through kindergarten. Because of cut off dates in the Fairfax County school system, Aves will be one of the oldest kids in her class when she begins first grade at public (or as we like to call it "holy crap -- what are we going to do with all that money we're no longer paying for preschool?") school.
All of the teachers have been there for ten years or more, with the exception of one that was hired last year -- a former teacher of Avery's at her current school -- and one of our favorites.
We're touring one more preschool tomorrow, because Captain Spreadsheet needs "at least two data points" (direct quote) to know we've made the best decision. But I've already accepted enrollment at our first choice.
With a "woo" to the "hoo",
UPDATE: Avery begins at her new school on June 15th of this year, which faithful readers will recall as the 5th anniversary of Brutalism. I'm a fan of small coincidences like that.