The first day for my preschoolers was Tuesday. The roster says 15, the head count says 15, but I swear, there were like 35 of them. The first month is always a treat. It has been all about crowd control so far. Forget name recognition and letters. Which, by the way, seems I have my work cut out for me. Not many of them can recognize their own name and a few have the glazed over expression like no one's home. We'll see what the year has to offer.
Moving on to Reagan...
Most of the summer Reagan wanted to sleep in the "big girl" bed in her room. Often, I would let her nap on the twin bed and at night, I 'd let her fall asleep and then transfer her to her crib. It's just so sad for me that she's growing up, I guess I have just prolonged officially transitioning her. She's been pretty determined to sleep there and gets mad at me in the morning for moving me. For example, yesterday morning as I was packing everyone's lunches she woke up yelling "I want my big girl bed, and you moved me". (geez, accusations). So, off to Walmart I went today and bought a bedrail. She was so excited tonight. I'll have to let you know how the night went. (Let's hope peacefully).
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I swear I thought you said "the ROOSTER says 15" like you were going to teach us a new song. Hope things settle down for you, my class can be unruly at times too. ;)
Are you going to buy her new sheets? That helps ease the transition--for you--because you can shop and make it a scrapbook/blogable moment. LOL!
I got our pictures back! Can wait for you to see them and I can't wait to see Reagan's too.
Thanks for buying from my little salesman last night. Wasn't he too cute and WAY too Dorsey?!!?
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