BB has been pretty excited about school and I’ve been excited that he’s been excited. Last year he went to a Mother’s Morning Out program two mornings a week and while he did eventually tolerate it, he didn’t love it. I, however, needed some time to be able to take care of things that a busy toddler made difficult and/or impossible and the cost the program was far less than the cost of hiring a babysitter several mornings a month. I also thought that the socialization would be good for him. This didn’t really pan out for BB as I’d hoped. This year it appears it will be a different story.
We visited his “new school” (he’s been talking about “my new school” ever since) last Friday and got to meet his teachers and see the classroom. He was shy for about 30 seconds and then dove headfirst into the toy area. This was only a 20 minute visit but he could have stayed much longer. Note that this visit was just for the child, the parents and the teachers so it was one-on-one so to speak. I took him to church on Sunday and he stayed in the nursery (same hallway different room) and as soon as he got out of the car he said “my new school” in an excited tone. Monday after his nap we packed up his backpack and talked about how Tuesday would be the first day of school and he was so excited he took his backpack to dinner. All encouraging signs.
Today was the big day. We had pancakes for breakfast (which for about the 10th time in a row he requested but then hardly touched).
We read our encouraging note from Daddy (who had an early meeting and left the house before BB awoke).
We posed for a picture before leaving the house.
We pulled our socks to our knees in the car.
We posed for another picture with Mommy’s silly sign.
In Mommy’s absence (I was right down the hall for new parent orientation) sang a song (open and shut is all he can tell me about the song), did some painting and ate goldfish and drank water and then we headed home. It was just a 1/2 of a 1/2 day but he was the last kid to leave and probably would have just stayed if I hadn’t made him leave. He also kept his “paper undies” dry. We’ve been talking about that since Friday. Apparently he’s the only kid in his class using the potty at this point, so I’ve been telling him that he’s the big boy and that all the other kids wear diapers but that it is his job to teach them to use the potty. Hopefully we’ll continue to use the potty and not regress.
I have a good feeling. I just hope he’s more tired next time as it is 10:30 and if he’s asleep, that has only happened within the last 2 minutes.
Update: 10:37. Not asleep yet.
Aside: Benjamin has a growth chart in his room that is shaped like a chocolate lab. Tonight he pointed to it and asked about it and I said we’ll measure you in November (when he’ll be 2 1/2). He replied “and then December”. Sponge. “LeeLee told me, November, December”. Getting to watch him learn makes the 2+ hour bedtime struggle this evening ok. Not saying I can tolerate it every night or anything….