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Well, let’s be honest. This 2020 is just trickling slowly and it seems we are never going to reach the end of this nasty world pandemic. It’s miserable still and we are all over it on every level. And today, we are given the choice to send the littles to pre-school, or not. You’re damned if you do, damned if you don’t. And you and I both know at the end of the day, it’s my decision. But really, the question is, should I?
I’ve just put all 3 kids to bed and the house is extremely quiet. Perhaps it’s because my husband decided to doze off too and its the rare occasion of just me, a glass of rose and the second episode of ‘Grace and Frankie’ on Netflix. I’m laughing so hard I’m afraid I might wake the family. Then my iPhone alerts me of a memory in my iphotos and boom. I’m a complete wreck.
This just in.
Pre-school teachers, if you’re lucky, are the essential growers of our babies minds. The expansive leaps and bounds they can carefully guide your children on, are monstrous. And monumental. And lucky for me my boys’ teachers are just that. And I can’t tell you the immense gratitude I have as the witness to this growth. So Dear Pre-school teachers, let me be heard.
