In so many ways, it feels like we already have a kindergartner in our house.
But kindergarten is still 2 years away and I am entirely okay with that.
This is what we like to call Pre-K, Round One.
She signs in and out of class each day on her own, barely muttering a "Bye, mama" as I wave goodbye from the door.
I could pretend that it bothers me, but mostly I'm ecstatic.
I love seeing her this happy! I love that she pouts on non-school days.
In a class full of children who are already celebrating their 5th birthdays, she is desperate to be 4. As far as she is concerned, her birthday cannot come fast enough.
She has her moments where her 3-dom is evident. Writing time often makes her come unglued--- "My "Y" is not PERFECT!!!!!!!!!!!" Still, the girl holds her own and does not give up.
At the end of each week, our house is full of artwork, practice writing strips and books that she's made with the help of her teachers, the wonderful Mrs. Denham and Mrs. Seaback.
(This story goes on and on, but you get the idea.... I adore these books and plan on keeping them forever!)
After a unit on nursery rhymes, she has started to put letters together and sound out words.... something I've been through in working with other kids, but to see my own doing it--- so unbelievably awesome.
She comes home with dirt on her face, finger paint under her nails and singing songs that she's learned in music class.
I usually spend the car ride home trying to keep a straight face as I listen to her complete recap of adventures with friends... and the not-so-adventures, like being called a "dirty double" (??!) before being chased by the boys on the playground. Oh, the boy stuff...
In her final weeks of being 3, I often look at her and wonder how such a big person can be housed in such a little body. There is just so much to her, so much that she continues to overcome, and so much that makes me incredibly proud to be her mom. Love you, Lil!