Piper spent three weeks out of school when she had pneumonia. She has spent more time OUT of class than in.
Yesterday was her first day back. I took her in late (she’s only allowed to go for a couple of hours for a few weeks to see how she handles the activity while her lungs continue to heal.) One little girl saw her, ran up to her, and squealed “IT’S PIPER! PIPER’S BACK!” All of a sudden there was a mad rush of every single one of her classmates swarming on her- everyone wanted to give her a hug and hold her hand. Everyone. Piper found a few of her little boyfriends (yeah- more on them later…) and wanted to give them hugs, too. They were on their way out to the playground, so it gave Piper some time to investigate the classroom by herself for a few minutes. But her teacher wouldn’t leave until she got a hug, too. Several moms came up to me at the end of the day and said the first thing their kid told them was “Piper came back today!”
Even though her classmates hadn’t seen her in three weeks (which, lets face it, is a long time to three year olds) and they’d only had her in class a few weeks before that, they knew that she was missing. And they missed her.