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M graduated from preschool.

It was a great day.

They did the celebration at a local park.  They played for a little bit and then the teacher gathered them around for a little “ceremony.”

They were handed certificates and then each of them were to say their favorite thing about preschool.

In true “M” nature, she said that her favorite thing about preschool was playtime.

After the ceremony, the kids were allowed to play around until they were ready to go home.

We took M to Chuck E Cheese for lunch afterward.  We ended up staying there for THREE HOURS!  M and K had a blast!  They played endlessly.  They loved every single minute they were there.

Three hours at Chuck E Cheese meant that they fell asleep in the car before we even left the parking lot!

It definitely was a great day!

I’m so proud of what M had accomplished this preschool year.  She had grown so much since the beginning.  She’s definitely become a better student because of this experience.

She’ll be moving on to Transitional Kindergarten for the next school year.  I’ll probably do a post about it when the time comes.

Congratulations, my baby girl.  Over the course of the school year, I have seen you grow up into a little lady.  You’ve made friends, and learned how to be a good student.  I can’t wait to see what next year holds for you.  You make me so proud everyday.  I love you so much and I hope we have a super fun summer vacation!

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M is funny.  She’s suddenly acquired this arsenal of jokes.  I think she heard one from school and then decided to make up a bunch of them herself.

Here are a few that she loves telling.

What do you call a witch that lives on the beach?
A sandwhich!

What do you call a pig that knows karate?
Pork chop!

What do you call a fly that lives in butter?
A butterfly!

What do you call a fly that lives in fire?
A firefly!

What do you call a cone that lives in ice?
An ice cream cone!

What do you call a hopper that lives in the grass?
A grasshopper!

Her execution and enthusiasm when she tells these jokes is what makes them so funny!  She ends each joke by asking, “Get it?”  It’s very cute!

I can’t wait for her to read these jokes again when she’s older to see what a silly little preschooler she used to be.

I’m a dance mom.

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That’s me.  That’s M’s dance costume, upside down, to let the tutu get fluffier.

She started taking dance classes in January.  Her dance teacher does classes in sessions.  This is her second session and the ‘recital’ session.

So we have a costume.  We have a required hairstyle.  We have rehearsal dates.

Can you believe it?

How did we get to this point?  Isn’t she just my baby?

Nope.  She’s my big girl.  She takes dance classes.  She goes to preschool.  She takes piano and voice lessons.  She’s not a baby anymore.  She’s got her own schedule.  She’s got her own obligations.  She’s  a busy kid.

I hope she enjoys the whole stage performance experience.

Now, I just have to learn how to put her hair in a bun!  It feels practically impossible!

Pinterest, here I come!

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Fridays are M’s sharing day at the preschool.  Each week, they share an item that corresponds to the letter of the week.

When the letter M became the letter of the week, my M was so excited.  She was going to share herself!

I was volunteering that week, so I was very excited to see what she was going to say about herself.

It went something like this…

M: I’m sharing myself because my name starts with the letter M.  I like Pokemon and I like to sing Taylor Swift songs.

Teacher:  What is your favorite Taylor Swift song to sing?

M begins to sing a verse from Taylor Swift’s “Clean.”

Teacher:  Does anyone want to ask M a question about her sharing?

Other kid:  Where did you come from?

M:  My mommy’s tummy.

At the end of class, her teacher came up to me telling me how happy she was that M was so confident enough to sing in front of everyone in the class.  She was so delighted at her confidence and her performance.

I’m hoping that as she gets older, she will not lose her confidence and ease with public speaking.  I know that I’ve always had a hard time being in front of a crowd just talking.  While I love performing, I am terrified of public speaking.  I hope that she will never develop that fear speaking in public.

That day was definitely a ‘proud mommy’ moment!

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We recently attended a Science and Engineering Kid’s Festival.  Because we have young children, we spent a good amount of time in the pre-K section of the event.  There, they had sensory bins for the little toddlers to play with.  K fell in love with the rice bucket.  It was difficult to pry her away to explore more of the event.

In M’s preschool class, during the morning’s open play time, they have a big table that is full of rice and different toys.  M loves spending time at that table.  K stares at it whenever we drop off M, but she’s too short to reach the table.

In true ‘mom’ fashion, I decided to finally create my own.

In my mind, it was perfect.  I could set it up in the dining room.  It could keep them occupied while I prepared dinner.  I could set up the lap top on the dining table and creat blog content.  They’d be safe and in one place and I wouldn’t have to hover.

WRONG.

Yes, the girls can spend up to an hour at the bin just playing around.  M loves to bring in different toys to see how they work in the rice.  K absolutely loves running her fingers through the rice.

While M is used to keeping the rice inside the bin as much as possible, I totally forgot that K is 15 months old and right in the middle of her ‘tornado’ phase.

The second I opened up the bin, K grabbed a handful and emptied it out onto the floor.

Rice everywhere.

The idea of being not having to hover over her flew out the window.

Oh well.

I’ve gotten a few suggestions on how to have a minimal mess with the rice bin, but I would love to see if anyone else has any ideas.

I do admit, the girls LOVE the rice bin.  I’m not even annoyed when I have to sweep up the floor every time!

What other types of sensory bins do you have?  How do you control the mess?

It’s an end of an era…

M finally said ‘goodbye’ to Gymboree.  She started Gymboree in 2013.  She started with the Play and Learn classes and loved them.  When I ended up being on bedrest, they were gracious enough to grant us two months membership suspension instead of just the original one month.

After K was born, we took her back to a few Play and Learn classes to reacquaint herself to the whole Gymboree experience.  Then, a few weeks into it, we moved her to a School Skills drop-off class.  Taking her to her first drop-off class was so crazy for me.  I couldn’t believe I was going to leave my baby girl in a school setting.  It was just one hour, but it felt like an eternity.

Dropping her off, I remember telling her that she was going into the school room with the teacher and that I would not be with her.  She always seemed so ok with it that I didn’t know if she even knew what was really going to happen.

When we got to Gymboree, she took off into the play area.  She never looked back.  I had to call out to her several times before she even noticed me again so I could say ‘bye.’

She thrived.

She ended up taking an Art drop-off class when her School Skills class got cancelled due to low turn out.  She liked that Art class.

I’m glad I did drop-off classes, even if it was just once a week for an hour, so that she had an idea of what it felt like to be dropped off when her actual preschool starts.

As the Gymboree chapter of her life comes to a close, the preschool chapter of her life will soon begin.

How did my baby grow up so fast?!

June is here. 

Time is flying way too fast and it’s giving me anxiety. 

In two and a half months, M starts preschool. 

In my head, when a child starts school, that’s when time really starts flying. They start preschool and before we blink, she’s graduating from high school.

Seriously, M starting preschool is a HUGE deal for me. If you thought I was a worrying person before, I’m surely going to surpass what I was. 

There is just a whole other set of things to worry about when your kid is out of your hands for hours at a time. 

Now I know you’re thinking, “You were a working mom. How is this different?”

It’s extremely different. 

  • She’s not with family. 
  • She’s not with me. 
  • Someone else is responsible for her. 
  • Other kids. 
  • Other adults. 

It’s just different and hard for me to wrap my head around the fact that she’s old enough for school. 

I feel like I might be over thinking things. I might be over-worrying. 

I always have a major fear of the unknown. I worry about all the worst-case scenarios until I work myself into an anxiety attack. 

This is definitely one of those cases…

But it’s good to have this blog, this outlet, to pour all my fears and anxieties. 

I want to be able to read back to this entry and tell myself, “See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?!”


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