Schooooool’s Out for Summer! (Kindergarten Here We Come!)

Reposted from my June 18, 2015 Huffington Post Parent piece.

My daughter – my first born, the child who made me a Mommy – is graduating Pre-K on Friday. I can’t believe the journey – that started with counting the seconds down until the day after Labor Day so I could press redial for two and a half hours just to get a school’s application – is over.

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My daughter’s first day of school ever, Manhattan.

Preschool – in Manhattan – is a daunting topic. Everything you heard is true. It is cutthroat. You could have the most fantastic kid on Earth who speaks seventeen languages fluently but if their birthday is after February 1st, they are a girl, or siblings took all open spots before they were offered to the world you’re screwed. Schools know who they “can” accept before you even have a fighting chance. But of course any of these wild cards won’t be shared with you until you win the radio contest and get through to the “DJ”. Forget the begging. No application for you.

Yep, I said application. Along with an application fee, interview, and child observation.

I’m laughing that I drank this Kool-Aid.

We were lucky enough to make the cut and be accepted into one of the best nursery schools in Manhattan (according to the The Manhattan Directory of Private Nursery Schools, 7th Editionbook everyone says you must get) for a “threes program”. Of course, this was followed by our (somewhat surprising) move to suburbia five months later. So, you know all of that was worth it…

Our suburban school, of which I am a proud alum, had a much more reasonable application process. If they had a spot, and your kid had a pulse, acceptance was guaranteed.

So as I sit in my house, after parking my SUV in my driveway, on my daughter’s penultimate day of preschool, I reflect. Crying and singing “Forever Young”. [Please note: both Rod Stewart’s version – which may also make you think of Chances Are – and your prom song fit in perfectly here.]

Did it matter what “philosophy” the school followed?

Did the kids play enough?

Did the kids learn enough?

Can your child now script sonnets in a foreign language?

Were your child’s teachers soft enough or hard enough?

Was the exmissions process up to your standards getting your child one step closer to Harvard?

Was your child’s multicultural experiences aligned with today’s diverse society?

Who the heck knows?

What I do know is the four graduating classes did one hell of a chicken dance today at the graduation party and played a game of red light green light which was second to none.

They are kids!

No matter where one lives, they are little kids.

They like sticks. They like balls. They like music when it stops and they have to freeze.

We get so caught up in what we think they need we forget they are happy running in a circle and falling down.

My daughter is a good kid and probably would have been fine no matter what school she attended and what zip code it was in (sadly not 90210). She has a thirst for knowledge that impresses me every day. She is kind, sensitive, loving, friendly, inclusive, and imaginative. She thinks of her friends if she sees a color they like and could play “family” with them for hours. She loves gardening, yoga and swimming. She likes holding her brother’s hand so he feels safe. She likes picking out her Grandma’s favorite flowers meticulously when we are in a rush (*exhale*).

We named a star for her as a graduation present. She is going to think this is the coolest thing in the world because on Friday nights, she likes to lie on a blanket in our backyard and look at the stars. Thank you $5 Groupon.

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Houston, we have a problem.

She is just simply, a kid.

I do not know which school fostered which parts of her. I do know each school had some pretty fantastic attributes – having nothing to do with price, location, or status.

As kindergarten looms roughly eighty days away, I think of how I’ve grown as a parent too. Now a parent of two. My life has changed so much in the last three years. It makes me sad to think it is the end of knowing her classmates and their parents well. The end of getting an extra hug at the classroom door because she “loves me so much”. The end of my waiting a few seconds too long to watch her go from my sweet girl to one of the kids in the class running around, engrossed in the day’s activity or entering a pretend universe crafted with amazing detail.


Graduation will come and go. Camp will start and kindergarten will be curling its finger. I have no doubt she will do well. I have no doubt she will bounce onto the bus (!) like a little big shot on that first day. For that matter – I have no doubt I will be a sniveling mess once the bus pulls away…

Of course it is emotional. It is emotional for all of us. I realized this morning that today is the day six years ago we found out we were pregnant with this now – almost pre-kindergarten graduate. Six years.

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The graduate & her proud Mama, Long Island.

Blink blink.

Slow down time. Slow down.

In other news, oh my gosh! What are we going to do with all the money we’re saving on preschool!? Parrrrtay!

Published by Stacey Wallenstein

Stacey Gish Wallenstein created The Mint Chip Mama blog in 2013 to share her love and passion for giving children meaningful life experiences and helping moms like her navigate the challenges and benefits of raising children in the New York metropolitan area. Before becoming a full-time mom in 2010, Stacey spent the better part of the preceding decade as a high-end customer relationship management (CRM) professional for some of the most well-known brands in the hotel, luxury, fashion, and beauty industries, such as Harrahs Entertainment, Chanel and Christian Dior, Inc. She managed customer loyalty programs for thousands of clients around the country and created social media strategies for a span of industries including healthcare services, restaurants, consumer packaged goods, specialty foods, local attractions and retail locations. After 13 wonderful years in Manhattan (the last three of which spent as a city mom), Stacey and her husband moved to Long Island in 2014, where they now reside with their three children (11, 7, and 5). There, she is a founding member of her local Parenting Center, which provides classes and coordinates events designed to educate and inform parents while fostering an environment of support and friendship within the community. Stacey is also an active PTA member (and former president) as well as a Girl Scout troop leader. Her musings on motherhood, Manhattan, the suburbs, and more can be found here and on Facebook at The Mint Chip Mama. A graduate of the University of Michigan, Stacey has been active in the New York area alumni organization for nearly twenty years, serving as a board member on the schools University of Michigan Alumni Club of New York City. She also holds a Masters in Psychology from The New School in New York City. For more updates, follow her on Instagram, Twitter and Pinterest.

4 thoughts on “Schooooool’s Out for Summer! (Kindergarten Here We Come!)

  1. I love your last comment… About time. I’m not a parent yet – but I helped raise my niece as if she was my own because my brother and sister-in-law were residents for the first years of her life. Anyways, she’s now 8. And it’s shocking to me that she’s not a baby any more. In fact, she’s so mature – like a little woman. Anyways, great blog – I’ll recommend it to my sister (who’s a mommy to two little busy-buddy kids…).

  2. Love this post! Love that you captured almost all the things I’ve been thinking about lately too (except the Manhattan school part since we had already moved to the suburbs when my little one was born) and love that you made the time to record these thoughts for posterity!

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