I cannot believe that a month has now passed,
Those post Christmas weeks seemed to fly by so fast?
But with the New Year came a very big day,
As I rhymed that “You started your preschool today”.
I hope that one day you will read it with pride,
And see how you took this huge leap in your stride,
And so, to reflect on your first month of fun,
Here is a list of the things you have done…
Just as I’d hoped, you were happy to stay,
A quick kiss goodbye and you ran off to play.
But your instant impression was not of the toys,
Nor was it fixed on the new girls and boys?
No. Your immediate priority,
Was to check out the loos stating:
“I need a wee!”
And with characters drawn on each door of the loo,
From Room on the Broom and The Gruffalo too.
It seemed that you would not accept Nature’s call
Until you had finished inspecting them all.
And then as you’d barely stepped out of the door.
You rushed back inside to inspect them once more.
Your lovely new teacher obliged this routine,
For more than four times.
Then she stopped you.
You loved their new games which went down quite a treat,
But “sitting” caused tantrums with stamping of feet.
Stopping to eat isn’t part of your plan.
So lunchtime is dodged any way that you can,
And one day, “apparently” by some mistake,
Your daft “Silly Mummy” had only packed cake?
Your sandwiches DEFINITELY hadn’t been hidden!*
(You see, without eating them cake is forbidden).
*You are definitely my daughter! Nice try sunshine ;0)
And all hell broke lose in the preschool bathroom.
When some other child was in “Room on the Broom!!”
As that was the loo that YOU wanted to use!
And so your solution was just to refuse.
Your huge diva strop didn’t quite do the trick,
So you dropped to the floor and made threats to be sick.
And then we had what we’ve since named “Cushion Gate”
Another child had it.
You weren’t keen to wait.
So thought that you’d take it by violence instead,
By bashing a toy trolley into her head.
Which I have to admit made me somewhat alarmed!?
(Thankfully no little people were harmed)
But this was the hardest school pick up by far,
As we both did the shuffle of shame to the car.
But trolleys aside, most days passed without care,
You’ve rushed up to greet me with sand in your hair.
You’ve loved all the games and the stories and play,
And been ready for home at the end of each day.
You’ve asked for your Mummy the odd once or twice,
But all of your teachers are ever so nice.
And one day your key worker pulled a sad face,
So you ran up to give her your warmest embrace.
They think “You’re a joy” which has filled me with pride,
And makes me feel mushy and gushy inside.
I’m thrilled at the lovely young girl you’ve become,
And I’m proud to be able to say
“I’m your Mum!”
So now as I come to the end of your list,
Please know that at home you’ve been very much missed .
And each time you see me arrive at the door,
Just know that I love you a little bit more.
Well done Tinks.
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