Following in the footsteps of her guh-guh, Charlotte is now attending her second year of preschool, this time at Wesley Learning Center in Sandy Hook. Orion last night sweetly asked C if she wanted any tips or advice and then offered up some mathematics knowledge to help her through her first day: “Do you know what 4+4 is? 8. Do you know what 50+50 is? 100. 200+200? 400!” You know, just the basics for any three and a half year old to retain.
Ahh! Six hours of newfound freedom each week, right? By the time I paid bills, dealt with insurance nonsense and began my new position as coordinator for my Church’s Fall Fair (we are still living out of boxes, why not oversee a new project?) my time was up and I was back on the road to pick up my little lady. While she didn’t specify what she did during her morning, her wide smile and eagerness to return was enough for me. I knew she had a great time and was itching to play with children, as she has been out of school since March. A big plus is that these children speak the same language as her!
The afternoon ended with a pool playdate with the Morris family, bicycling with the neighbor boys and her choice of dinner for the first day of school–macaroni and cheese (for breakfast she chose blue scrambled eggs, the leftovers of which no one has touched).