Parents Evening

Despite knowing that for a 3 1/2  year old, parents evening was never going to be that bad, I still felt apprehensive  sat in front of 2 'teachers' from preschool.  What if they told me LM was a monster with no discipline and that it was ALL MY FAULT!  It didn't help that LM hadn't been that day because he had got really worked up about going (he said that someone hit him but turns out that when he wrestles his BF he doesn't like it as he doesn't come out on top) and I'd left a garbled message on their answer machine.
I should have known they would have nothing but nice things to say about him, not least because it's preschool & how hard can it be for LM to knuckle down & play?  It's not like he's going to fail at that.  Still, being sat in front of a desk was daunting.
What was nice, was getting a sneaky peak at how he is when we're not around.  Their file on LM (how very CIA) was full of photos of him playing happily, with aforementioned BF mostly, and generally taking part in loads of fun activities, including visits from a whole menagerie of animals.  Rocky the Raccoon rocks btw.
Keen to show how good I though preschool was for LM (extra days please!) I mentioned how much more independent & confident he had become since starting as evidenced this evening when instead of his usual "Off! Off!" that constituted his idea of telling someone off, he turned round and said "Come ON Daddy!  You don't have time to mess around!"