if i wasn’t eliza’s preschool teacher, i bet i would have processed this a few days ago. instead, i just realized that i hadn’t (and want to) carve off a little of the preschool experience as hers…not mine or ours.
so here is the official preschool girl:
she has been very excited to go and glad to have friends finally there with her.
one day i found her crying in my office (where she is allowed to go when she likes). she was feeling scared and didn’t know what to do. first days can be like that even with your mom there…or even more so when your mom is there and not available to you?
she says her favorite thing is the journal she got and picking something out for show and tell. next week we bring apples. i wonder what her teacher has planned for all those apples?