Peanut in Kindergarten, Pt 2.

This past week we had open house at the kids school. I went to Hannah's open house. Jeremy went to the other kids' open house. I got my first glimpse of Hannah-the-student from her teacher.

Apparently, one day a little girl in her class had a birthday. She wore a birthday crown. Hannah came into the classroom dancing and singing "Celebrate Good Times! COM'MON!"

I also discovered why she has had an intense interest in learning to snap. They sing the days of the week song to the tune of the "Adam's Family" theme.
Afterward I took a look at the artwork on the walls of the hallway. There was an entire row of papers that said “My name is… and I like…”
Almost all of the papers went something like this:

“My name is Olivia and I like apples”
“My name is John and I like dogs.”
“My name is Angela and I like kittens.”
And of course, they all copied after another, so almost all of the kids liked apples, dogs or kittens.
Except one.

“My name is Hannah. And I like…hair.”
She drew a picture of someone with HUGE hair...piles and piles of hair.
In another art project, they traced their bodies, and then drew a face, clothes, etc. She gave herself blue hair.

The other day Hannah came home with a paper she didn't finish in school. It had a stamp on it saying, "Please finish and return." I asked her, "Why didn't you finish this?" She replied with a serious 'tude, "Because I didn't feel like it."

She rarely talks about school. I asked her once if she liked it. She said she did. I asked her if she had any friends. She said "One." I asked, "What's her name?" She said, "I dont know. I forget." One day in the car, Hannah just randomly said to no one, in the middle of a totally unrelated conversation, "I sit at the blue trapppppppppa-zoid table. What's a trapezoid?"

So, apparently she's the class clown, which is nothing less than I expected. She's a normal kindergartener, which is all I could ask for. And she doesnt remember the details of her day, which doesn't surprise me at all.