I will do my best not to cry (not that you would be able to see me anyway) while writing this post.
My baby started to school last week. Thursday to be exact. She is going to a two day program at St Marks Episcopal Church. She will be in school from 8:45 - 11:45 am. I thought this would be a great transition into some structure for her. She turns two in October and besides church and the occasional play date, she's not around other kids much, so Adam and I decided this would be perfect for her. We chose this church because it has a phenomenal reputation, all three of our nephews went there and it's close to our house. Our church does a program like this but our church is 20-25 minutes from our house. This church is 5 minutes.
She is a class with 11 other children. Some of the things she participates in at school are: art, music, reading (well being read to), snack time, outside playtime. Some of the things she will be learning (we hope) are: sharing (she's pretty good at this already), patience, that we don't always get WHAT we want WHEN we want it, minding. She is still developing so many little skills that I as an adult take for granted sometimes. Sometimes I think she should just KNOW these things, but she doesn't. It's my job to teach her. And I definitely do my best but this structure will be great for her.
She LOVES her teacher, "Mif Whipple" (as she calls her). Actually, she loves her so much, when I walk her in... she doesn't even look back. I have to make her give me a kiss. This makes me happy and sad. Happy because we are FINALLY over the "screaming/fit" when I leave her phase. Sad because I selfishly want her to WANT me there.
Her class theme is frogs. Perfect for Addison because she loves green and "fwogs." Once a month the teacher asks each child to bring a snack for the class. Tomorrow is Addison's day and we have something very cute planned. We are kind of limited because there are only certain things you can bring, but we plan to make them look fun and cute and playful and we will be going with the class theme :)
|CHEESE before school|
|Ok mom, enough with the pics|
|One more cheese|
|Adam wasn't home to take pics so a "self portrait" had to do!|
|At school right before we went into her class.|
|Walked right in to her class. No looking back.|
|Playing with the wooden fruit.|
|She caught me taking pics and gave me a CHEESE|
|After I picked her up and came back to work, she gave a poose... I about died when she did this!|
Note: I made it through with no tears! MIRACLE!