In this post I wrote about my mixed feelings regarding Little Tiger graduating from kindergarten and leaving the wonderful Montessori where she's spent the past four years. I've never been very good when good things come to an end, but what will keep my sadness at bay is the fact that The Milk Belly Princess still has another two years at this school and she, like her sister, has been blessed with a phenomenal teacher.
The Milk Belly Princess is her best self around Miss Sara, someone who is a perfect blend of stern and silly.
I'm amazed not only at what The Milk Belly Princess has accomplished this year, but what she as been exposed to and developed an interest in. She loves yoga after learning several poses from Miss Sara. I took this picture of Miss Sara leading the class in "Downward Dog" when I visited for the Milk Belly Princess' birthday celebration.
Miss Sara reads Mo Willems' Elephant and Piggie books with special voices for Elephant and Piggie and they are EXACTLY the way those characters would sound. The Milk Belly Princess received "Happy Pig Day" in her Easter basket. When I asked her if she wanted me to do special character voices she said no and I was relieved. There was no way I could do them as spot on as her teacher.
Miss Sara is very artistic and takes on projects that I could not imagine doing with 20 small children AT THE SAME TIME. As a class, they've been reading Mo Willems' books, so one day everyone brought in a plain white T shirt and they made some wearable art paying homage to kiddie lit's most famous pigeon. Note: This picture was taken within minutes of The Milk Belly Princess finishing a blue lollipop. She does not normally have blue lips and teeth.
The Milk Belly Princess wanted me to know that she "made the pigeon angry by giving him mad eyes." Indeed, somehow that extra little swoop of blue paint made him go from mild-mannered to irate.
Miss Sara's enthusiasm and book choices not only interest the Milk Belly Princess; they've made her want to learn to read. Neither The Mister nor I remember how old we were when we learned to read, but we were definitely older than four. Patient is not an adjective I would normally use to describe my youngest daughter, but the process she goes through when she is reading something new is a reflection of the beautiful, patient teaching she receives from Miss Sara at school and from Grammy during their afternoons together. She sounds out each letter, blends the letters into one word and tweaks the pronunciation until she arrives at something that makes sense.
I'm going to end this post with The Milk Belly Princess reading one of her favorite books aloud to The Mister. If you do go on to watch this video I feel compelled to warn you that the banter following the story, although we find it funny, is probably only interesting to The Mister and I...and that she dressed herself.