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I'm thinking I might finish the year with the book reviews, and then not do this again next year. I can't keep up anymore, and it's mostly turning into another thing to feel guilty about falling behind on.
I've been mostly running silent the last couple weeks--very little email or social media. I think I mostly just feel...drained?
ARR starts preschool next week. But because it's a fancy Montessori school, there have been a series of events we've had to attend leading up to it.
There was the open house on Monday and the one-on-one with his teachers on Wednesday, and now I'm scrambling for additional medical paperwork I didn't know we needed. I think he's also anxious about the change, although he can't articulate it. It's been taking the better part of an hour post-normal bedtime routine to get him to sleep each night. And he's been waking up super early and wanting to climb into be each morning. I ended up in his bed at 4:30am yesterday, in an attempt to get Chuckro a little more sleep, since it was obvious that at least one of us was going to be up. Oh, and he and Chuckro had a stomach bug on Monday. I dropped him off at daycare after the open house, he started wailing, and threw up five minutes after I left. Good times.
On the plus side, I think he totally wowed his teachers at the two school events. He was obviously one of the most verbally adept kids in the class. They were encouraged to explore the classroom; he pulled out one "work"--a pyramid of circles with little plastic dinosaurs. It turns out you were supposed to color code the dinosaurs into the circles. Without any instructions or help or prompting, he figured out how it was supposed to be done and completed it. (I only caught on maybe a minute before he did.) They also have a rule where you get a mat and put your chosen work on it on the floor, and then no one else is allowed to touch it until you're done with it. This was explained to him once. For the rest of that visit and the next one, he would retrieve a mat, play with something on it, then put the toy back where he found it, roll up the mat, and put that back in his place, without being asked. One of the teachers' responses was "Oh, so they do this at his daycare, too?" I told her, no, he'd never done it before, but she'd told him that's how it works and so now he knew. She had a slightly stunned expression on her face. Even more so when we came back two days later and he did it again unprompted. They were also really impressed that he was physically able to carry some of the trays of toys, which are pretty heavy. Oh, and he made everyone take turns putting buttons in a tin. And came up with a very elaborate scenario involving a little toy man not looking both ways when he crossed the train track, getting hit by the train, and having to get into the train to be taken to the doctor. So--great social skills, highly developed imagination, strong verbal skills, excellent memory, and very strong. He was basically as charming and impressive as he could possibly be.
I'm not saying my kid's the best, but my kid is totally the best.
Actually, I'm slightly concerned that I may have been too self-deprecating at the one-on-one while trying not to tell them he was the specialest snowflake of them all. Ah well.
I've been mostly running silent the last couple weeks--very little email or social media. I think I mostly just feel...drained?
ARR starts preschool next week. But because it's a fancy Montessori school, there have been a series of events we've had to attend leading up to it.
There was the open house on Monday and the one-on-one with his teachers on Wednesday, and now I'm scrambling for additional medical paperwork I didn't know we needed. I think he's also anxious about the change, although he can't articulate it. It's been taking the better part of an hour post-normal bedtime routine to get him to sleep each night. And he's been waking up super early and wanting to climb into be each morning. I ended up in his bed at 4:30am yesterday, in an attempt to get Chuckro a little more sleep, since it was obvious that at least one of us was going to be up. Oh, and he and Chuckro had a stomach bug on Monday. I dropped him off at daycare after the open house, he started wailing, and threw up five minutes after I left. Good times.
On the plus side, I think he totally wowed his teachers at the two school events. He was obviously one of the most verbally adept kids in the class. They were encouraged to explore the classroom; he pulled out one "work"--a pyramid of circles with little plastic dinosaurs. It turns out you were supposed to color code the dinosaurs into the circles. Without any instructions or help or prompting, he figured out how it was supposed to be done and completed it. (I only caught on maybe a minute before he did.) They also have a rule where you get a mat and put your chosen work on it on the floor, and then no one else is allowed to touch it until you're done with it. This was explained to him once. For the rest of that visit and the next one, he would retrieve a mat, play with something on it, then put the toy back where he found it, roll up the mat, and put that back in his place, without being asked. One of the teachers' responses was "Oh, so they do this at his daycare, too?" I told her, no, he'd never done it before, but she'd told him that's how it works and so now he knew. She had a slightly stunned expression on her face. Even more so when we came back two days later and he did it again unprompted. They were also really impressed that he was physically able to carry some of the trays of toys, which are pretty heavy. Oh, and he made everyone take turns putting buttons in a tin. And came up with a very elaborate scenario involving a little toy man not looking both ways when he crossed the train track, getting hit by the train, and having to get into the train to be taken to the doctor. So--great social skills, highly developed imagination, strong verbal skills, excellent memory, and very strong. He was basically as charming and impressive as he could possibly be.
I'm not saying my kid's the best, but my kid is totally the best.
Actually, I'm slightly concerned that I may have been too self-deprecating at the one-on-one while trying not to tell them he was the specialest snowflake of them all. Ah well.
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Date: 2015-09-07 05:02 pm (UTC)From:An additional idea is that if you only make quick posts for 5/5 Thingummies books, they'll continue to feed my book queue.