June started pre-preschool this month. (I kinda refuse to call it preschool since she's only two and still my
bay-beeeee! I prefer to think of it more like a glorified playgroup or "mother's morning out" thing.)
Anyway, this is one of those situations where the fact that I have a lot less to say about June's first
day of school drop-off activity in comparison to her sister is a really good thing, right? My biggest worry is not that she won't grow to love it eventually, but that the teachers will steal her and not give her back.
I mean, seriously. How could you not want to scoop her up? Her lunch bag is the size of her entire torso.
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