Alina chuckled to herself as she glanced at the clock. She had somehow managed to finish the story in just thirty-five minutes, even with all the interruptions, jelly talk, and sock-related chaos. That left plenty of time before the next lesson, and honestly, the babies looked too energized to sit still for anything serious right away.
She leaned back slightly in her chair and watched as the little ones broke into excited chatter. Letting them discuss the story felt like the perfect choice. It would help them build confidence, practice listening, and maybe even understand the value of group discussions—though with this particular group, it was more like a miniature debate championship sprinkled with cuteness and growling.
Drake had climbed halfway onto his chair, waving his hands as he insisted he would've defeated the jelly monster using spicy noodles. "Because jelly hates spicy! It melts!"
Luna rolled her eyes. "You would've tripped on your own tail and cried."
