'Twas the Night Before Preschool

‘Twas the night before preschool and all through the house
Music was whispering, some Bach and some Strauss
A hot night it was, like the evening before
A hot night it was for this family of four

The temperature was up as she slept in her bed
While notions of pre-school danced in her head
The fan was on high to help her cool down
Anxious for preschool with some shyness abound

Her first day at school was the following day
She still wasn’t sure if all was okay
She loves the crafts and to play all the games
But all these new children and all these new names


Shyness ensues with strange kids everywhere
Yet soon she adapts and is no longer scared
She makes new friends, some girls and some boys
She plays with the kids and makes lots of noise

Potty time comes, while she’s playing outside
She suddenly stops playing then runs inside
She goes number two, with the bathroom door shut
Then thinks to herself…”who’ll wipe my butt?”

She thinks and she ponders…what will she do?
“Who is going to help me get rid of this poo?”
She thinks of her mother and the advice she gave
Then grabs some tissue and wipes it away

“I’m a big girl I can do it myself”
“I no longer need help from anyone else”
“Victory!” she shouts as she leaves the bathroom
The kids look in question then playtime resumes

Home from school she had so much fun
A new stage of life has just begun
Little does she know and little does she fear
She’ll be going to school for the next twenty plus years