She has a backpack. And a lunch bag with a little Tupperware sandwich container. And her teacher is nice, experienced, patient, sings, has an emphasis on play, and runs the classroom like a well oiled machine. And my girl is really excited (but nervous) to go.
This summer, Little Sister asked if we would teach her to read. Actually, it was more like she handed me and Hubby a book, and said, "Teach. Me. To. Read. Now!"
So we know she is ready to just absorb all that additional learning like the little sponge she is.
After I sob my eyes out on the couch for a little bit (ok, ok... more than a little bit), I may vacuum and go for a nice, long run.
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