Okay, this story starts when we found out we were moving. I looked around for day schools in the area and called and put our name on a list last September/October. I thought I was ahead of the game. One day in January, I had John go by the school to see where we were on the list and was told that registration was last Tuesday. I knew through the grapevine that for registration you needed to be there early. It started at 7 a.m., so I assumed that being there at 3 a.m. I would be good.
The week before registration, I found out there was only ONE spot in her classroom, so I needed to be there first. I thought this sounded like a challenge, so I wanted to be there first.
On Monday, I met John at his work and I wanted to run by the school, so I could see in the daylight where I was suppose to wait in line the next morning. As we pulled up, I noticed some people sitting outside in chairs. I thought it was a fluke, so we drove off on our way to Lowe's and to get something to eat. As we were leaving, I told John to pull back up because curiosity had me and I had to know why they were sitting there.
Low and behold, they were sitting there for registration the next morning. It was 5:30 in the afternoon! I began to freak! As I talked with them, I realized someone in front of me had already taken the last spot. I thought I was going to cry, so I went to the car to tell John the news.
We made a quick decision that he would get out and stand in line, so we would be first on the waiting list. He had no chair, no food, but luckily, he had a jacket. I quickly scrambled and got him a chair and some food and fed the baby. He sat from 5:30 until 10 p.m. and I changed spots with him and sat until 7 a.m.
Fast forward many hours, a few cold toes, and no sleep later...registration begins. At this point, I think I am crazy for sitting all night to not even have a spot. I was number 6 in line. As I approach the table and tell them the age group, there is miracle...there is ONE spot left!
We were so excited! She will be starting in June! I am not sure how I am going to do after being home with her for a year, but I am sure she will make lots of friends!
There is a moral to this story...prayer works. We've been praying about this since we found out we were moving. Before moving, we had just made it to the top of the list in Gulfport. We're thankful! And yes, we are crazy! I've never waited in line for anything like this before!
