Happy preschooler, happy mamma!

I'm taking a break from the regularly scheduled self-discipline/self-pity fest just to say, for the record, how happy I am with my daughter's new preschool class.

Whereas morning drop-offs used to require at least 20 minutes of clinging, whimpering, and multiple reassurances from mama that all would be OK (never entirely sure, myself, whether this was true), I am now lucky to get a hug goodbye in all the excitement of arriving at school. Is it that LL's growing more dependent as she approaches 3? Or is it that she prefers (like her mama) calm, focused teachers and a structured morning routine over the chaotic, fun-filled, free-play atmosphere of her toddler classroom?

Whatever it is, I'm just thrilled to see her so happy, and to start my own day without nagging doubts about my decision to put her in preschool. Let's hope I haven't just jinxed it!