Mea’s teacher really understood how to balance time for her to be silly and time for her to focus. She would only have to say, “Mea, it’s time to get the sillies out,” and Mea would know that she had to settle down.
Mea could have gone to school all day (she was in half-day Kindergarten). She loved all of the kids she was able to spend time with – better than being with just dad.
Truly, whenever Mea would be out around town and see a kid, they all seemed to know who she was.
During this time, we saw Mea start to collect every scrap of paper, pencil, eraser, and bracelet that was given to her at school or at Sunday school.
I would find them all over her room – sometimes hidden, and sometimes not.
I would have to go through and “clean” out her collection, especially because sometimes it was just a blank piece of paper.
This was different than with the boys – they were just messy and didn’t put things away.
Mea was holding on to everything that was “hers.”
It gave us more to think about as she began her school career.