Thank You: Hey, Now, You're A Rock Star!

One of the biggest superstars in my kids' lives came to our house today. No, no, not the Imagination Movers or Chewbacca or Gommie.

Their preschool director.

For two years when they were in preschool, the kids raved about her everyday. Sis was so proud and pleased that they both shared a love of chocolate. Bud loved to tell her stories. And so when they found out that she was coming to help with drop off and lunch, they were beside themselves: they stayed up until almost 9 p.m. talking about what they would do, what they would show her, even trying to guess what she'd be wearing! And Sis, 2 hours passed bedtime, begged to be able to eat chocolate with her.

And so, there she was when the kids got off the bus today. And they could barely talk as they basked in her glory. But that didn't last long as show and tell and "let's play" kicked in. Mrs. Director even got them to talk about their day, details I hadn't heard, about table toys like blocks and Legos which they play with after announcements and then activity centers like the art table that they go to after that. Then they wanted to play school. As if, having just retired, she would want to be teacher. But they think that's the best game in the world--and they've been playing it--even playing you, Mrs. Director--for the last two years! And I know that is in large part thanks to her. I credit her and her school with encouraging their love of learning and inquiry. And for making so much of the academic work fun. That, and--alert, parental vanity--I think they are pretty well-versed in letters and sounds and numbers and counting etc etc etc. And I believe much of that has to do with her.

Mrs. Director also brought goodies--delicious oatmeal apple cookies which we have already polished off completely during snack time!!!! (yep, I'll be emailing her for that recipe tonight!)--and a yummy looking pasta primavera for dinner. And helped with lunch, which they wolfed down in order to have a chocolate bar with her.

That's okay because a visit from your favorite teacher at your house doesn't happen everyday.

Thank you, Mrs. Director.

(Because even though you're retired, that's how we'll think of you first!)