The Toddler Visits Nursery School
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The Toddler has been to visit the local infant school’s nursery, where we hope to enrol her from September.
Probably no one will be surprised to hear that The Toddler was very taken with nursery school. Or her new Kingdom, as she likes to think of it. Very thoughtfully, the teacher had laid out numerous toys and activities for The Toddler. There were some other, bigger, children, who seemed to feel that the activities may, in fact, have been for them. The Toddler was not phased by this. She took the ’childrens’ under her wing.
The Toddler
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played with the oats that were in one of the sandpits (the children had been reading The Magic Porridge Pot, and were therefore playing with oats and also making porridge as one of the other activities). She did some puzzles. She introduced The Baby to everybody, but apparently decided her own name would be a closely guarded secret. She got to work in the Three Little Pigs construction area. She inspected the toilets and washed her hands. She made a valiant, but ultimately unsuccessful, attempt to persuade one of the nursery assistants that painting
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should become an activity for the day. She positioned herself right in front of the microwave while the porridge was being made, watching intently (this was mostly because she believed it was a TV). She thankfully did not notice the bowl of fruit, and therefore there remained a bowl of fruit, and not a bowl of apple and pear cores, when we left.
The Baby was involved in an oat related altercation with an older boy, but enjoyed drawing with her fingers on the big interactive screen. She did not enjoy being removed from the big interactive screen when
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it was time to go.
The children at the nursery were, to be completely honest, much more excited about the presence of The Baby in their class, than they were about The Toddler. They were all very eager to talk about how they had baby sisters. Their baby sisters all appeared to be called Bella. Perhaps it was the same baby sister. Maybe they were all siblings: a nursery class consisting of Baby Jake’s family.
All in all, the visit was a great success. The Toddler entered and declared that she would be painting now. The Baby declared that the
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picture of Snow White on the wall was The Toddler (she does have a Snow White costume). All of the bigger children, showing remarkable intuition about her character, declared that The Toddler was not to eat the play oats.
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Silly Mummy - 22 Jan 16
The Toddler has been to visit the local infant school’s nursery, where we hope to enrol her from September.
Probably no one will be surprised to hear that The Toddler was very taken with nursery school. Or her new Kingdom, as she likes to think of it. Very thoughtfully, the teacher had laid out numerous toys and activities for The Toddler. There were some other, bigger, children, who seemed to feel that the activities may, in fact, have been for them. The Toddler was not phased by this. She took the ‘childrens’ under her wing.
The Toddler played with the oats that were in one of the sandpits (the children had been reading The Magic Porridge Pot, and were therefore playing with oats and also making porridge as one of the other activities). She did some puzzles. She introduced The Baby to everybody, but apparently decided her own name would be a closely guarded secret. She got to work in the Three Little Pigs construction area. She inspected the toilets and washed her hands. She made a valiant, but ultimately unsuccessful, attempt to persuade one of the nursery assistants that painting should become an activity for the day. She positioned herself right in front of the microwave while the porridge was being made, watching intently (this was mostly because she believed it was a TV). She thankfully did not notice the bowl of fruit, and therefore there remained a bowl of fruit, and not a bowl of apple and pear cores, when we left.
The Baby was involved in an oat related altercation with an older boy, but enjoyed drawing with her fingers on the big interactive screen. She did not enjoy being removed from the big interactive screen when it was time to go.
The children at the nursery were, to be completely honest, much more excited about the presence of The Baby in their class, than they were about The Toddler. They were all very eager to talk about how they had baby sisters. Their baby sisters all appeared to be called Bella. Perhaps it was the same baby sister. Maybe they were all siblings: a nursery class consisting of Baby Jake’s family.
All in all, the visit was a great success. The Toddler entered and declared that she would be painting now. The Baby declared that the picture of Snow White on the wall was The Toddler (she does have a Snow White costume). All of the bigger children, showing remarkable intuition about her character, declared that The Toddler was not to eat the play oats.
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I am a stay at home mum to two young girls (born spring 2013 and summer 2014). I blog as Silly Mummy, over at R is for Hoppit. I mostly tell humorous (I like to think) tales of things my daughters’ have said and done. Being completely honest, I am largely coasting on the comedy genius of my toddler, here. Hey, what is she going to do about it? I am the boss - I control the raisins. I also write random humorous posts, and occasional serious posts on parenting issues, just to mix it up a bit.
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