Today, I walked in to pick Reagan up from school and she was in the bigger kids’ classroom – the Buttercups – and happy as can be. Her new teacher told me that at morning snack time she asked Reagan if she wanted to have snack with the Buttercups and then she never look back. She went to the playground, had lunch and nap with her new class and she has a new cubby. She loved it and, just as we hoped and expected, jumped right in.
We had talked since about Thanksgiving about her moving up to the next classroom and over the whole break. She kept saying, “I’ll be a Buttercup soon.”
When we got home today, Tim asked her about her day and she told him, “I’m a Buttercup!”
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