First Day of the Last Year of Preschool

Hallie's last first day of preschool went exactly as I expected it would: she woke, with and as brightly as the sun, attempted to dress herself but ended up tangled in her back-to-school ensemble, and had her first meltdown before 6:45am. She pulled herself together though, and ended up completely ready - backpack on, lunchbox in hand - to walk out the door at 7:45am, close to an hour before she and I had to leave.

When we arrived at school, Hallie, just as her brother had done the week before, walked right into the building and her classroom like she owned the place. I watched from the doorway as she hung up her backpack, stowed her lunchbox in her cubby, and placed her water bottle in the water bottle tub. She moved her "Hallie" tongue depressor from "Home" to "School", waved to me, and found a table top project to work on while she waited for the rest of her classmates to arrive.

It's both beautiful and painful to watch my independent and confident children find their way in the world.

Hallie loves her teachers, Ms. Candice and Ms. Fran. (Will had Ms. Fran as one of his teachers two years ago.) She loves singing songs, reading books, talking about the weather and the calendar, snack time, centers, art projects, recess, Chapel, and Creative Movement. She does not love eating her yogurt at lunch, but if that's the only negative she can come up with, I think we're doing pretty well.

This is her and our last year of preschool - it's going to be great!

These besties coordinated their outfits nicely on the first day of school!