I've started going to preschool 2 weeks ago. Baby Mozart is the name of my class. I am still crying every morning when I have to part with Grandma at the school. Actually, school is quite fun, there's yoga, violin, water play, sing-along, story-telling ... I'm usually smiley for the rest of the morning until noon when Grandma picks me up. But the crying episode repeats the next morning. Bear with me, toddlers have short memory.
A reluctant-smile in my uniform just before leaving home for school ...
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