We enrolled P in "school" this year and tonight was open house. I use the term "school" rather lightly. It is a two days a week program for three hours each day that is basically a mommy's day out type deal. And boy, do I need a day out. Or two. P is old enough now to enjoy this type of thing and I really want to get him more socialized. (I'll admit, I have sheltered him just a tad.) P pushed all fear aside, walked right into his classroom, met his teachers, and sat down to play with one of the other boys in his class. Kids cope with new situations much better than adults. I had been dreading the open house all week for fear that P would be shy and intimidated. Wow, did he ever prove me wrong. He cried when we left. And if he wasn't already comfortable at his new school, this discovery sure made him feel right at home.
The school even had a water hose. P was in heaven.
I think this school thing will work out just fine. (As long as I can get over my own separation anxiety.) I will miss my P time on Tuesdays and Thursdays. But I know this is the best thing for him. He will learn new things, grow in his personality, and create lasting friendships. And I'll get to spend some quality time at the gym.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
open house.
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3 comments:
so where is he going?
I remember how I felt while dropping you off at pre-school when we lived in Smyrna. You had the saddest way of shuffling into school, looking down at your shoes that would make any parent cry. You and Taylor have done a great job with P. He is going to do well. I guess now you will still be shuffling back to the Tahoe looking down at your shoes after dropping him off.... Dad/Grampa
Felicia-McDonough Presbyterian
Dad-Your story made me cry. He is growing up way too fast. I just keep reminding myself that this is not "real" school yet. And it's only 6 hours a week. I just hope he doesn't like school too much :)
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