Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Baby G has been going to Montessori for a few weeks now. This week she basically skipped into class, she was so happy to be there. She waves BYE MOM like a big girl and then turns away from me to get started with her day.
Chris got a call from the teacher yesterday to say that Gioia had passed the probation period and would now be allowed to stay an extra hour to have lunch. Apparently she is very well behaved. Her parents mess up more than she does (forgetting to bring a change of clothes, not having the right potty-training underwear). Gioia is rocking it while we stumble along, trying to catch up.
Gioia painted these two pieces at school last week. We love them. Not just because she made them. Truly. Because they are fabulous. We are going to frame these for our living room. I have always thought it was funny how parents I knew would proudly display their kiddo's art. Look how great it is! Yay. When it really was just a little scribble. Not special at all. Not art. But perhaps there is a little parent hormone that kicks in, and you think your kid's art REALLY IS brilliant. Perhaps.
Or maybe Gioia's art just is awesome.