Monday was our first parent teacher conference for Anja. We met with one of her teachers, Miss Courtney, at the preschool for a little 15 minute conversation about our shy, non-vocal, insecure daughter who hates the color pink.
In actuality, the conference went very well. So far, we have avoided raising a delinquent. Unless you count her fashion sense. But apparently, while talkative and vocal, she knows when it's okay and when she needs to wait her turn to talk. Weird. I wonder how they taught her that. But apparently she knows everything they expect a kid to learn by the end of the year, so that's always good. She's working on writing her letters, plays with her friends Aria, Madeline, and Isabella, and doesn't stand out as the youngest in her class. Go, Anja!Ian is clearly very excited by this news. His report card states that he is working on 4 teeth along the top (2 breaking through), still likes to taunt Mommy and Daddy by rocking back and forth while sitting as if he's going to propel himself forward into a crawling position (but never does), but really enjoys the activity table and practicing standing. Perhaps we'll have another non-crawler in the house.
