The ladies who run the nursery are wonderful, and the fact that both L & H are always asking to be able to go and visit them at the pre-school even now years after they left is testament to their ability & how welcoming and nurturing it is there. The ladies have a wicked sense of humour and are brilliant with the kids, it is just a really lovely environment. (And they also visit the fire station every year... I will of course be signing up as a parent helper for that trip.)
E woke up at her usual time on Wednesday morning, hair sticking up all over the place as per and I asked her "Do you want to go to school today?" (not that she actually had a choice of course, but you ask anyway) and her eyes lit up and she squealed "TODAY?! I can go to school today?! I need to get my dressed on!" (meaning, she needs to get dressed) and raced at top speed out of the room. I called to her to wait and that she needed breakfast first, to which she responded by hurtling down the stairs to the kitchen and then ransacking the cupboards for her owl bowl and the cereal.
After breakfast, a wash & tooth brushing, sun cream application, getting dressed (she even chose her own outfit) & the sorting out of the hair, she packed her bag and helped fill her water bottle ready to take with her. She was ready by 8.15, I managed to stall her for half an hour otherwise we would have been sat outside for ages if she'd had her way! At 8.45 we made our way up the hill and waited outside for nursery to open.
Two of her cousins currently attend the nursery so it was especially nice that the three girls got to spend at least one morning there together, as N will be heading up to primary school in September. They're all very close, and all chose to sit & play together which I thought was very sweet.
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