Move Over Preschool...Here She Comes

Last week we went for an hour orientation to the Mona Shores Administration Building to meet Ali's new preschool teacher, Mrs. Marchese. The former preschool teacher that Sammi had for two years, Mrs. Lindback, took a kindergarten position at Reeths Puffer. Ali was initial really bummed that she wouldn't have the same teacher as Sammi, but as soon as she was in her new classroom with her new and old buddies, I think the janitor could have taught the class and she would have been happy. Mrs. Marchese has her hands full, though, as all Alison wants to do is play with the new dress up clothes! Luckily, Mrs. Marchese is 24 and as full of energy and excitement for her new position as the kids are to be in school. Alison likes her new teacher very much, even though she can't say her last name (she told Grandma Kemp her mom calls her teacher Mrs. Cheezie - her name is Mar-K-Z!!) and I believe we are in for a very exciting and fun-filled year of preschool!!

September 9th was Alison's first official day of school. I decided to take a few minutes off of work to take her, just in case there were any last minute jitters. Sometimes, Alison can actually be kind of shy - yes, I know you don't believe me - but it CAN happen. Who was I kidding? The door opened on the first day of school and Alison went flying into the classroom - and I mean flying, as in an all-out-run to get in there first. She found the spot to put her coat and backpack, moved her "star" with her name on it from home to school so her teacher could take attendance and proceeded to find a seat next to her best buddy, Koryn. It was adorable and heartbreaking and exciting and frightening. Our baby is growing up so quickly!! In just two short years, we will be walking her to her bus stop for her first day of kindergarten.

I'm so very excited for Alison. She has been going over to preschool since she was born taking one sister or another...patiently and not-so-patiently waiting her turn to go into the classroom. It's finally her time to do something without her sisters. Something that is all her own and she is loving every minute of it.

I'm so proud of you, Alison. You are growing up to be such a dynamic young lady and every day is a new adventure with you. May you always have that adventurous spirit... and may Miss Liz never run out of the hair dye that is required to cover the gray hairs that your adventurous spirit churns up!! We love you, Ali-Bubba!