I was undecided as to whether I should attend with Clare (lots of germy, grabby hands in a two year old classroom), but I didn't want Grace to be disappointed that I didn't come. In the end she probably wouldn't have noticed- in a class of 12 kids only 2 other mom's came- but I guess I didn't want to be disappointed that I missed it either.
And I wasn't.
We made dragonfly clothespin magnets. (Somewhere during their journey home they lost their eyes and antenna.)
I was serenaded with You Are My Sunshine.
And discovered the paper plate portraits of me and Matt.
Matt was a little bit concerned about the thinning hair, but didn't voice the slightest worry that Grace made him a brunette instead of a blonde that matches her own hair color.