I rescued it at recess.
I had to opportunity to hang out at Preschool one day last week, to see how their day goes.
I need to learn those teacher's mad time management skills, yo.
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Outside, at recess. Determining who was being which princess and who was which
It was decided I was Princess Jasmine. "Because of your dark hair and dark tan!" Thanks for the stereotype, sista.
2 comments:
The secret life of preschoolers! LOL HOw cute!
Ah, the tyranny of princesshood. I'm kinda glad that I grew up before being a princess became mandatory.
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