Ms. Sara

May 12, 2011
I knew the day would eventually come but it still was a real bummer.

Ms. Sara's last day.

Ms. Sara has been Pearl's teacher for two years. She's taught her the alphabet, how to count, play all sorts of imaginary games, be nice, share, more songs than I know, and did all the potty training. She knows what Pearl likes, what she doesn't like, when she's got a new outfit on, or when she's gotten a haircut. She unpries her off my legs when she's throwing a fit and I'm trying to get to a meeting that I'm already late for. They go on walks to the cafeteria together for treats and Ms. Sara sits by her everyday during nap time until she falls asleep. She's been a huge part of our life. And we're going to miss her terribly.

Pearl has cried everyday for two weeks about her leaving. She's going to be totally lost without her. I'm happy for Sara, moving on to bigger and better, but I admit I have a lot of selfishness in me too because I'm terrified of what will happen Monday when I drop Pearl off at school and Ms. Sara isn't there to give her a big hug and "kissie" as Pearl calls kisses. It was probably a good thing Pearl was all hyped up about going to a new dentist this morning (which I hear went amazingly smooth... Jeff took her) and then getting to pick out some flowers and give Ms. Sara her jar of Hershey Kisses afterward or else she might have totally lost it at school. Although she did wake up during nap time in tears and asking things like "Who will be my new teacher? I don't have a teacher anymore. I will miss you Ms. Sara." It even brought Ms. Sara to tears when I came to pick up Pearl and say goodbye.

And to think, we're going to have to do this all over again in a few months when Cole moves up to the toddler class and has to leave Ms. Nora. And I know that trauma won't go nearly as good as today's.