Fourth Grader . . .
More important than her neutral review of a woman she's only known/toiled under for seven hours of her life - she was really excited to be back in school and seems thrilled to be a fourth grader.
I've mentioned before that fourth grade was my LEAST favorite year of school. I didn't like that we moved. I didn't like my teacher. I didn't like any of my classmates (they were new - we all wound out friends). I didn't like anything about the whole thing.
The kid is already off to a better start. I knew I didn't like my teacher before the year ever even started. There was nothing "neutral" about my review of her and it only got worse from there.
I like that my kid has her own perspectives and opinions and likes and dislikes. I like that she's comfortable enough to give a mixed review to someone. I like that she's my kid. I like that she's her own person. I like that she likes fourth grade.