Fast forward to this morning...
Before school, I told my aide, Mrs. Brown, about the missing dolls to find out if maybe she put them away or knew where they might be hiding. It was a mystery to her too.
The students came into class and sat on their carpet squares. We did our usual morning routine - talked about the schedule for the day, did calendar, weather, share, and then story time. While I'm sitting at the front of the circle reading All You Need For a Snowman I notice Mrs. Brown hidden on her hands and knees behind the housekeeping furniture looking through the cupboards, etc. I assume she is looking for the missing dolls and continue reading thinking nothing of it...UNTIL her head and her finger pop up above the child size stove and are facing right at me. On Mrs. Brown's face is a look of shock and horror! On top of her finger is THE HEAD to the only doll who is still accounted for! I immediately cracked up laughing, to the point of tears, while my students sat and looked at me like I was the crazy person because they had their backs to Mrs. Brown and did not know what was behind them.
Later this morning, I noticed sitting on top of my filing cabinet, tucked in nice and cozy next to my printer, is the doll...with its head sitting next to its body, which immediately brought back the giggles. Throughout the rest of the day, Mrs. Brown and I told all of the other preschool staff to go see what was sitting next to my printer. A few seconds later we'd hear that person laughing out loud to themselves.
I'm laughing, with tears running down my face, as I write this and remember.
It was like something out of a vintage horror movie.
