Here is a little history about my school. Two Steiner ranch moms had their own philosophy what a preschool should be like for their kids. The only way to fulfill their dream is to start their own school, which they did. Now their kids are my schoolmates.
I really love my school so that I don't want to leave when mom comes to pick me up everyday. I always get comments 'eat very well' from my teacher and my smooth transition to after-lunch lap without a fight certainly shocked mom and dad, which is really like a magic to them. I learned a few songs and a few letters so far and I am learning everyday.
It is a milestone in my life, as it is the first time I am away from my parents. Even it is just a few hours. But it is a few opaque hours to them, which adds unknown factors degrading dad's cause and effect analysis accuracy to my growth. Good luck is getting more important.
Now I can read with Aaron. Do we both look like schoolboys? Too cool to be like a preschool boy.
