Mali didn't seem particularly sad when Seymour, Iz, my mom, and I left her behind in her new classroom, with her new teacher who is super super cute and embodies all the best kindergarten stereotypes: she's kind, energetic, playful, and loving. The teacher had us trace our kids' hands, then color in a birthday cake with their name and birth date. Serious fun. Love it.
We anticipate a standard Mali take on her first day of kindergarten. Not a lot of great listening, much fun nonetheless, and a somewhat surreal spin on what may or may not have occurred.
Here's our kindergartener:
For contrast, here's Leo's first day of kindergarten. He still uses this backpack but now it doesn't make him look so Lilliputian:
Here's Z's first day at Esperanza (though she started in first grade, having somehow finished kindergarten and preschool simultaneously):
