It isn't the maturity factor, nor the enthusiam level. Our oldest is quite mature for his age, and any child can come bounding home with a "Mom! I need you now!" kind of message.
No, what's different about a girl is how many words she uses.
Our boys would come home and say, "Mom! We had the hearing test today, and I passed!"
Great honey.
Princess D comes home yesterday. "Guess what? We had our ears checked today. We had to wear these big headphones, and every time we heard a peep we had to raise our hands. Sometimes it was a loud peep. Then it would be a teeny-tiny peep! And we got our eyes checked too...."
"And how did you do?"
"Everything's a-o-k, but you wouldn't believe how many peeps there were." And so she would tell the peep story to every person she could take captive for the rest of the day.
Todays theme is handwashing. They went to the library for a special presentation on it. And one of the girls in full day likes her ever though she's just half day...and it's soooo important to wash your hands. The librarian needed two volunteers, but she didn't want to volunteer, so she she didn't raise her hand.......and here's her sign she made to remind her to wash her hands. She put fingernails on it just like her real hands. Do I like it? Of course I do. Oh, and tomorrow is her REAL library day, with new books and everything.
Such is the drama of a kindergarten queen.
1 comment:
Hehehe - that must be exactly how my parents felt (and still feel?)
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