I LOVE my preschoolers. They are stinking adorable and they say the darndest things. (Yes, I LOVE my wobblers as well, but I have a story about what one of my preschoolers did recently.)
I haven't been in my preschool classroom for a week and a half because I'm subbing for a teacher in the wobbler room (it's a long and kind of confusing story, if you really want to know I'll try to explain). Anyways, so I've gone down to my preschool room once or twice for a five minute visit. And usually only a few kids notice that "Miss Denali's here!!!" :D
But the parents of my preschoolers haven't seen me for a week and a half. I ran into one of the parents today right after I got off work. She told me a story about how her kid had been sleeping and then randomly shouted, "Miss Denali!" So cute. It made my day! :D
I can't wait to go back to my preschoolers. Yes, I LOVE my wobblers, but I'm more used to my preschoolers. (Yes, I understand that by calling them MY preschoolers and MY wobblers it seems like I'm taking possession of them. Truth be told, I so wouldn't mind. But, obviously, I have to wait for my turn to come for getting married and then I'll have my turn to be a mommy.)
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