Sorry we’ve been so slack posting lately. There’s been a lot going on. I’m busy incubating a little human being, Dave is busy buying us a house, getting it ready and moving us and Miss A is busy growing up.
This week has been a big week in our household. We settled on the new house on Monday and Miss A started a new preschool and a new dance class.
I fear Mama was more nervous than Miss A about the preschool. I had a few sleepless nights. We moved her becuase the new school is less than 300 metres from our new house.
On the last day of her previous preschool, they gave us a mini development report. Her Dutch was coming along very well, with Miss A stringing up to 10 words together (a major feat for a 2 year old in any language). Needless to say, the sentences generally involved requesting more food! The preschool reported that she was good at working alone or with friends and enjoyed singing and dancing (surprise!). The only thing she could work on was her ‘standing up for herself’ skills.
So, anyway, I dropped her off at her new school. She wandered in, said hello and went off to explore. About 10 minutes later she came back to me, declared (in Dutch), that I was to leave and that I may go do the grocery shopping. (To say I go grocery shopping during school is a way of making school a more attractive option than coming with me, she doesn’t need to know the fun stuff I do whislt she’s at school).
I was able to make my regular Tuesday morning coffee meeting with my friends, after all.
Today was new dance classes. These are different in that, the parents don’t stay. I was nervous, but Miss A was up at the crack of dawn (well, long before the crack of dawn, considering the crack of dawn here is 850am) and in her ballet outfit! She was practicing her moves in front of the mirror for a good hour before we left.
We got there, the teacher introduced herself and took a super willing Miss A by the hand and I sat outside like a lump of wood, waiting. All I coudl hear was Miss A giggling. I was invited in, for the last 5 minutes. You couldn’t wipe the smile off her face.
|She’s going through a phase! I think it’ll be a while before I get a photo sans stupid face|