Pre-School

This is the "toy" that David bought Eva late last fall. It's been sitting in the downstairs all winter and finally she was able to take it outside. She's afraid of it.

I turned in the application this morning for Eva to go to pre-school--at the elementary school--two mornings a week this fall. I'm not for sure if she'll be able to go because it is a first come, first serve situation. Also, her age is borderline... she's suppose to be 3.5 years old and she'll only be 3.39 years old. In any case, it was a very strange feeling...