Entrance to preschool.Well, we all survived (mainly me!) the first day of school. Thank goodness I managed to give Emilia her morning bottle before we left for school since they don't "allow" bottles at school. When we went into the building I was impressed that I didn't hear any babies crying. Granted for many of the classes it was already their 2nd day of school. When we got down the hall to Emilia's room all her classmates were already there, settled, and playing/exploring the different toys in the room. I dropped her off with no tears (from her or me - I managed to hold it together until I got out to the car). When I picked her up she burst into tears when she saw me but I think that was more from tiredness/realizing I hadn't been there the whole time. Her teachers, Miss Courtney and Miss Annete, both gave a great report on Emilia. She had a fine time dancing and clapping her hands when Miss Annete played the guitar and sang (imagine, the Latina likes to dance! :)) They said she was very attached to Miss Courtney and wimpered a bit when she would go to the bathroom to change another baby's diaper, but that she would bounce right back. She had a snack (animal crackers) and that was it! They have a regular schedule I'll post later but for these two beginning weeks they just spend a lot of time exploring the classroom and outdoor playground areas and getting used to it all. I'd say it was a successful (if not exhausting - the girl fell asleep in the car on the way home) first day. Bravo mi nena!
Ready for her first day, loaded down with her bags.
In the car on the way to school.
At the door of her classroom - getting a lay of the land. Dress courtesy of Grandpa. Shoes courtesy of MamaMama.
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