In the end, she was the only one. We sang & danced, cut & pasted, prayed and checked off each of the items in my lesson plan. We could've just played instead, but we did the lesson because she is just as important as a room full of students. She showed up, which is sometimes the hardest part.
Tonight she got to ask questions and make decisions; she didn't have to wait for the littler ones to follow directions or help them clean up their mess; she got to be the only one. But then I realized that she wasn't the only one. I showed up, too. So we danced the hour away, with a cartwheel or two, and sang with all our hearts:
Forever God is faithful, forever God is strong, forever God is with us, forever.