It’s not quite 6YO’s last day at Les Petits Lutins, but it was the end of year performance and “graduation” for the pre-schoolers, of which she is one.
We haven’t quite unlocked the secret to 6YO being in front of a crowd of near-strangers. It’s not so much confidence, but control, I’m convinced. So while she knew all the songs, and was wearing her graduation outfit, she spent the concert on my lap. Apart, that is, from when it was the teachers’ dance at the end, at which point she wanted to dance with me. Which was fine and good fun – but I think the sooner she organises her own concerts, the better.
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