Last year at about this time, we sent Ivy out into the world of Kindergarten. Now she's starting Grade 1 with more confidence. Last week, they did an odd mixed-grade group project while they sorted out the classes, but today she finally got into her actual class. Her teacher is Mrs. Hopkins, a long-time Trout Creek Elementary teacher with a stellar reputation, and many of her friends are in the class as well (her main concern). Like last year, I asked her what she what she was expecting out of the first day of school:
We're so proud of our big girl -- apparently she read a book out loud to the whole class on the first day. Why, oh why, did I not hover at the back of the room all day with a video camera?