Our Little Sunbeam

Sunday 3 January 2016

It was Kate's first day as a full-time Sunbeam. For the last month her nursery teachers have taken all the 3 year olds to sharing time. Kate thought that was great. During sacrament meeting today I asked her if she was ready to be a Sunbeam. She said she was... after nursery. I told her starting today she didn't go to nursery at all but just went to primary to be a Sunbeam. Apparently that had not been communicated accurately to her before this. She at least one major concern was that she would not get a snack in primary :). 

When I took her into the primary room I introduced her to her two male teachers. At that point she hugged my leg and was not anxious to take a seat.  After promising her that I wouldn't leave the room for a few minutes but would stand on the side, she sat down. She looked over at me several times, always somber faced and looking nervous, and I'd wave. After just a few minutes I made my way out of the room and got teary-eyed out in the hallway. Kind of hated leaving her in there when she wasn't feeling settled.  I knew she'd be fine and would love primary, but at that moment I wanted her not to be worried or scared.

Part way through the Relief Society lesson I realized I didn't know where her class was so I went to find out so she wouldn't have to wait too long at the end of the class for me to find her. Turns out her classroom is the first one outside of the Relief Society room. I listened at the door for a minute and heard the teachers saying they were only giving crackers out to those kids sitting in their chairs (Snacks? Check.)  Then I heard her giggle and knew she was fine. I knew she'd be fine all along but apparently I needed a little reassurance myself. Her laugh gave me just that.

When I went to pick her up after her class she was all smiles and her teachers said she did great. They also mentioned that when they held up a picture of Moses in the bulrushes she was the only one who know who he was and what the picture was about. 

It's been a long (read: "challenging") few months with tantrums and stubbornness and independence.  But this little soul in the yellow sweater is permanently part of me.  I love her.