With my wife now working in Iowa City, and our 4-year-old in preschool, I’ve now settled into a new midday routine — and it’s developed into a decent workday diversion.
See, our preschool program is only a half-day program. While it’s great for what it is, it ends at 1 p.m. But our workday doesn’t end at 1 p.m. So that means youngest son has to be shuttled from preschool to his former, and current, day care for the balance of the day, until my wife can pick him up.
What that means, of course, is that I’m leaving work to serve as the shuttle. And it’s become an opportunity for us to bond just a little bit more. We look at the drawings (prolific artist, this one) he’s done in preschool, and talk about his day. And since we’ve had a wonderful stretch of weather in September, we’ve been visiting a local park (“Golf cart park,” he calls it, since it’s near a municipal golf course) for a short play session before the day care delivery.
The session is too short, really. Unfortunately, I can’t afford more time with it, since I need to get back to the office.
Other than the lost work time, I really do enjoy the midday break. But in another month or so, I’m guessing, the park trips won’t be part of the agenda.
Wonder if there’ll be another activity to replace it. Cross-country skiing, perhaps. Or maybe a toboggan ride.
I’m sure he’ll think of something.
That Dad 