My little one

In the morning, I went to pick you up from kindergarten, and you were really much stronger and more independent than your mother thought. The teacher told your mother that you didn't cry the whole time, just a little hummed in the morning when your father sent you away, didn't want your father to leave, and then quickly ate with the teacher and started the morning activities.

Mom was worried that you wouldn't fit in and would be alone. The teacher said, "No, he can communicate, tell the teacher everything, the teacher I want to do this and that, all morning with Teacher Wen." Even when your mother went, you actually had a very unaccustomed expression with your mother, shy enough to hug Teacher Wen at one end, until your mother took the initiative to hug you, you came back to God, and then relaxed, took your mother to the children's cot, said that you also wanted to have a small bed, and your mother promised to bring you over after the festival, and began to pull your mother to leave quickly. Don't say goodbye to the teacher, anyway, ask if you want to go or not, I hope my little stinker can always be so free of anxiety about entering the kindergarten, safely spend a short separation from the mother, after all, at 4:30 pm, the mother can go to pick you up, soon. And there, you can also play with the little ones and learn more skills.

The next thing my mother has to do is to calm down, trust the teacher, and trust my son more, and adapt to this stage as soon as possible. (Another point, you have to forgive your mother why you don't send you every day, in fact, your mother also wants to go, but my mother is particularly afraid of the separation of the two of us, although I will definitely make a hard effort to let you adapt, but that feeling is too painful, my mother will pick you up every day, in the morning you and your father are happy to go out, the separation index can be a little lower)