Preschool Drama!

PRESCHOOL DRAMA!

Today was suppose to be an exciting day at preschool. She was moving up to Room #2...with the other 4 year olds. BUT in her previous class has a new layout to the room, making the room look better. The teachers also spiffed up the "Home-living area" which was Kara's favorite area in the class. So today she is crying in the car ride home, trying to tell me that she doesn't want to be 4 and that she wants to be 3 again!

Kara: "Momma, call me 3! I'm not 4...I want to go back to room #1. (crying) I don't want to be in room #2...I wanna be 3..."
ME: Why? what is going on? I don't understand? All I can hear is 3...2....4  something about room 1 and more crying.
Kara: I want to be 3!!! I don't want to be 4. Tell me I am 3...then I can go back to room 1
ME: You are a big girl now and moved up, with the other 4 year olds, to the big kid class in room 2. That is exciting, honey! Being in room 2 is fun! and you are one of the big kids.
Kara: I want to be 3!!! <<>>

Over some time of figuring out the difference of the two classes, I realized that she was missing out on her favorite play area, Home-living. It is an area with the baby dolls and the play kitchen, and baby high chair and cribs for the dolls. Apparently, room 2 doesn't have the home-living area. This is a tragedy for a preschooler! She is making this big deal out of room 1 having the home-living all spruced up (it does actually look cute how the teachers made it a little more of an area in the corner of the class room.) BUT she has to be in Room 2 now as a four year old.

Her differentiation between the two classes is the room with the home-living area is only for the 3 year olds now and she is 4 and in this other class. So her solution is to say that she is 3 and not 4, to be able to go back to her old class room. Simple as that, in her mind. But that is just not how it works, kiddo.

I tried to explain to her that she could still play a bit in the other class, in the morning time when all the kids first gather there during drop off. Then later on they split up to go into the new class room with the big kids...the 4 year olds! She didn't like anything I would try to tell her.

She was so upset that she was 4 and she wanted to be 3 again....I tried my best to not laugh. This was a serious "mid-life crisis" she was going through! But on my end, being the mom, I thought it was so adorable and my lil girl is growing up, and she had her first school drama. When we got home we ate a Popsicle and watched a smurf movie together. I will see how it goes tomorrow, if she can survive the day in room 2 with the other 4 year olds. Fingers crossed, for a better day, as one of the big kids!