Mostly because the directress was ready to retire, Frances's beloved preschool closed down this summer. I really did not understand how attached I was to it until it closed. Yes, I was planning on sending Chandler to a nature play school to roll around in the dirt for a year, but then I assumed we'd send her to Copper Beech to get a grasp of letters and numbers. It is not to be.
Frances was so happy there. I met some of my closest friends there. We miss it so.
Frances visited while school was still in session to say good-bye. And then there was a farewell party during the summer.
They were kind of a bunch of weirdos, but, boy, did the kids thrive.
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