they say a boy's first love is his mother... i'd add that a boy's second love is his preschool teacher! oh how he adored miss johnna and all things preschool. he always wanted to go- running right in. and he always hopped back out- beaming. the year passed much too quick, 'mom, i wanted to go to preschool for a L-O-N-G time!' and you were so sad to leave.
of note: besides falling in love, he learned: to write his name, to write numbers 1-10 and almost every letter, enjoyed a friendship with talia (little miss butterfly), loved recess time, and tolerated craft time.
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