Sydney's class had a Christmas party on Wednesday in conjunction with the class next door. The parents were invited to spend 1/2 a day at the school to observe the kids' activities and help with their artwork. It was a really good idea because the parents were able to meet each other and spend 1/2 a day with their kids.
Sydney's entire class and her 2 teachers
(front row: Nichola, Roget, Lorenzo, Ansgar, Anthony, Amy and Ellison;
back row: Madeleine, Ms. Marie, Sydney and Ms. Kang)
Sydney's class with their parents
But between the music and decorations and 20 kids running around with parents trailing after them, it was so overwhelming and overstimulating. About an hour into it, I checked the party schedule in hopes of seeing nap time scheduled as part of the festivities. Alas, it was not. The teachers put forth a valliant effort to maintain some sort of regular schedule for activities but the kids were not having any of it. They had their parents at the school, and very few of them wanted to leave their parents' laps. The only lesson that had participation was music hour. Most of the kids got up and danced along with the teachers. I was enjoying Sydney's twirling and kicking and swaying and clapping so much that I forgot to take pictures.
Sydney showing me the tree that the class decorated
Madeleine, Ansgar, Anthony, Sydney and Ellison lining up to go to the indoor playroom
Sydney, Madeleine, Anthony and Amy lining up to wash their hands before lunch
The school decided to skip the morning snack and have lunch a bit early. However, not early enough for the kids. Tempers were short and tears were quick. All of the parents were asked to bring a dish for the party. Not realizing that the the food would be served as lunch instead of a snack, most of the parents brought cookies and cakes. Picture 20 kids on a sugar rush and 20+ parents coping with it.
Sydney and Madeleine letting their impatience be known
Sydney thought it was worth the wait
The party ended at 11:30 and as I was saying goodbye to a parent, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Sydney was lying on the floor asleep. I have to admit, I felt a bit of envy since I was leaving to go back to work.