After clothes shopping we got home and got ready for sleep. I put on my jammies and brushed my teeth with my peppa pig toothbrush! I can't wait for tomorrow. It's my first day of daycare, for better or for worse.
I woke up to my mom telling my sisters to get ready, I took that as a sign I should too. I got on my paw patrol™ pull-up and a dress. Mom drove me to the daycare place and dropped me off, here we go!
I walked in to a bunch of kids around my age running around the room. None of them look very interesting, but then I looked over to the corner and I saw a little kid in a dino onesie playing on a tablet. Aha! I thought, friend material!
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