Happy

When I made the decision to change Alberto to a new school, I doubted myself. I thought that perhaps, I was being a little ridiculous or over-reacting. I wondered if the almost 50% price increase was worth it. I wondered if I was making the right decision. After all, his old pre-school had been good to him, and I didn't want to create instability by changing him. I didn't know how he would adjust to this new change and feared that I was only going to be dealing with strangers telling me the same thing.

The look of satisfaction after a day of playing hard.

Alberto's now been at his new school for a week and a half. If you would see him walking to his classroom, getting the toys, sitting down, hugging his teachers or playing with the kids, you'd think he'd been at that school for the last year.

"Come on baby, give me your best shot."

This morning, his teachers shared with me how wonderful Alberto is and how much he is enjoying the class and his new friends. They gave me good news on his behavior and classroom interactions.


I left the school this morning confident that I'd made the right decision. I was happy that I didn't feed into my own insecurities but that I took the plunge and made the decision to change things up. But more than anything, I left happy because I knew Alberto was happy.


One of the perks of his preschool is that he is in the same school with Camille. At times, they might be in the playground together. His teacher, Joelle, shared with me that Camille and Alberto adore one another. Camille will come and play with him and often times teaches him things. And that it is amazing to watch them together. Camille tells everyone that he's her little brother.


"Primos Hermanos"

All in all, this has been one of the best decisions!