Monday night was the big night...preschool open house at Mrs Burman's
Rosie went first from 6-6:30 her walk to the door was slow and cautious. I think she was wondering just what this Mrs Burman was all about. We have spent many moments this summer discussing school and her new teacher. I admit a few times I threw into the conversation a "Mrs. Burman won't like that" comment, and we did use Mrs. Burman as a reason to kick start potty training. (the Mrs. Burman doesn't change diapers so you really need to start wearing big girl panties) so perhaps her apprehension was warranted. We walked into chaos, (picture 9 other three year old and their parents) loud, busy and to a lesser person frightening. She looked at Mrs. Burman decided she was going to be ok, and headed to the play-dough table where she stayed for the remainder of our stay. When it was time to leave...she didn't want to go of course. Yahaira went after and for her this was old school having been a seasoned veteran at the mature age of 4 (in other words she did this last year) Beckie stepped up and took her since I had a meeting at 7....and as you can see I got the requested picture, one picture. It is all I asked for, sigh. Later last night we were putting their new folders into their backpacks. Both are quite excited about the beginning of preschool and going back to Mrs. Burman's.
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