Walk so good

Sophia starts school next week. I can't believe it, she is growing up. Sophia is going to love lots of things about school. Buying a backpack, having her own one school and playing with friends. I am not so sure that she is going to love the academic part of school, but she may still surprise me. This week Elias was signed up for camp and I was a little bit worried that Sophia would be sad and miss Elias while he was away. I need not have worried though because Sophia signed her self up for camp. We got to the school to drop Elias off and Sophia was off and running. She was not scared to be left alone or upset about leaving me for the day, she just ran off into the playroom to make friends. I warned the teachers that they have not seen the likes of Sophia pass through their doors. I was reassured (slightly) that Sophia would be fine and that children often behave different for teachers and parents. Since I was not prepared for Sophia to go to camp, I had to run home and get a lunch, bathing suit, towel and a second pair of shoes because Sophia is often very far from her first pair of shoes. I returned in less than 30 minutes and told the teachers what all I had brought. I got around to the part about the shoes and learned that Sophia had already come inside barefoot after leaving her first shoes in the sandbox. This time they told me that they like "spunky" girls. The first day went well and Sophia and Elias agreed that they would both really like to go back to camp again. It was great having the leverage of camp to use against them, i.e. "if you don't eat your breakfast, you can't go to camp" or "if you don't stop fighting, you can't go to camp", etc. etc... After the second day I was talking to the teachers about the kiddos and I learned that on the day's field trip, Sophia became so very tired that she was unable to walk. This is an old trick to which Tristan and I are well accustomed but, the teachers had not, as a said ealier, met a child quite like Sophia yet. As we were getting ready to leave I noticed that Sophia had not cleaned up after herself. I asked one of the teachers if Sophia needed to clean up her mess or if they didn't have the preschoolers do that and she told me normally they are expected to clean up, but Sophia was so tired after her trip that she couldn't possibly clean up that mess too. I smiled to myself and bit my tounge, Sophia is good at what she does.