So they think the stuffed raccoon puppet came to life, walked from the table to the counter, and baked them cookies. Do first graders have an imagination, or what? I felt like I was in Disneyland this afternoon!
It was just before lunch when I read the book The Kissing Hand and we talked about how hard it was for some of us to leave our moms on the first day, and how hard it was for some moms to leave their kids, and how the kiss from mom on the hand goes straight to the heart, and that they can think about all that love all day long. (Sweet, sweet little story my niece Hannah told me about from her first day in kindergarten last year.)
I still can't get over the fact that they for real thought the raccoon had walked across the room and baked them cookies. This just takes gullible to a whole new level.