Cassidy patted the couch beside her. "Come sit with me for a second, baby."
Claire walked over and climbed up next to her. Cass tucked a few loose strands of hair behind her daughter's ear and gave her a warm smile.
"I wanted to ask you something."
Claire tilted her head. "What is it, Mommy?"
"Would you like to try preschool?" Cass asked.
Claire blinked. "What's preschool?"
Cass smiled. "It's a place where kids your age go. You get to play, learn stuff like reading and numbers, and make lots of new friends."
Claire's eyes widened. "There are other kids there?"
"Yep. Kids just like you," Cass said, nodding. "You'll get to play with them, sing songs, do crafts, and have fun together. There'll be teachers who help you and read stories, too."
Claire grinned, her little legs swinging off the couch. "That sounds fun."
Cass chuckled softly. "So, would you like to try it?"
Claire tilted her head toward Cassidy. "Are you coming to preschool too, Mommy?"
