After just one week in her new class, it's so clear that Val was ready
for a change. She runs in there every day and plops down on her mat,
ready for the grand party that is circle time.

The toilets in her room are regular sized. I'll be damned if she hasn't
figured out how to climb right up on there and do her business - all by
herself. As I get more and more pregnant, this will be a huge relief
for me.

The teacher tells me that Val is spending most of her time with the
older kids in the class. She's certainly a lot happier, which makes
sense. Because now she has friends she can talk to, instead of just 2
kids in her previous class (as the '2 year old' class, it has quite a
number of kids in diapers and who aren't all that verbal yet in it).

The best moment so far was yesterday. I'd picked her up and we were
heading out when we saw her teacher taking 5 of her classmates to the
bathroom.

They saw Val and Every Single Kid said 'Val! Valerie! Look, there's
Val!' as if they hadn't been with her all day and all week. They know
her already, she's one of them.