First Day of Preschool

Evan started preschool yesterday. I know, I know! I few months ago I wrote an “Ask the Teacher” post about this very subject and I mentioned that he was not ready! Well that was then and this is now. Just in the last month, Evan has really matured and has really taken big steps intellectually!

Besides, the timing was just perfect and it seemed as though every piece of the puzzle fell perfectly into place. I won’t bore you with all the details, well at least with this post. Maybe in the next week or so when my head stops spinning, and I actually get some sleep (insomnia this week on top of all the busyness), I may be able to put into words what all that has happened in the last few weeks to convince me to put him into preschool. But as of right now, I AM brain-dead!

I actually am having a hard time calling it “preschool” because he is only going 2 hours a week right now! I didn’t want to over load him right away. And since I exposed from yesterday’s post how he handles new situations, I didn’t want to stress him out too much. And another reason is that there is only one other child, which is AWESOME, because he is getting so much needed one on one time (you know since I have had an extra appendage on me lately that throws a fit if I try to give Evan any attention at all educationally  )

I was trying to mentally prepare myself all week for this day. I didn’t want to start crying as soon as I dropped him off!  Jeremy had his fingers crossed too! But I can say, not one single tear. It felt great! I just was at peace and surprisingly enough I wasn’t as emotional as I thought I would be. Now granted, I did have to hold back tears during his first ice skating lesson yesterday, watching him with his teacher, so maybe some how that was my release and realization that he was growing up on me!

Besides, you can tell that his preschool teacher was a veteran. She just had him come in and get right down to business, not really allowing me to “ooohh” and “awww” over him. But he jumped right in, waved bye to me and was off. That felt really good!! He feels secure enough to know that I wouldn’t place him there if I didn’t think he was ready!

Let me just tell you that Evan LOVED, LOVED, LOVED it! He didn’t want to come home when I came to pick him up.  And funny enough, Carter took off and joined in on the festivities. Come on kids! Be clingy just a little bit – geeze ! Neither one of them wanted to go home with me. I think Carter just really missed his big brother to follow around and play with, so as long as Evan was there, he wanted to be there! He even managed to stick his hand into an open tub of paint while Miss M and I were discussing the festivites of the day!

On the car ride home he excitedly explained how he learned to write his name. How he practiced writing  “Es” and “As”. How he painted me a “pretty picture to hang on the fridge” and how nice Joanna was (his classmate).

Miss Margaret told me how smart he was- well of course he is – she didn’t need to tell me that but it was good to hear! But he needs to work on his fine motor skills. So they worked on drawing lines from one object to another, circling object etc.

Later on in the day, he over heard a conversion I was having with Jeremy and I must haven mentioned “a” because he ran in and said “Amy starts with A” and ran back out of the room!

So I guess I can actually say I have a true preschooler. How did this happened? When did he get so big? It just seems like yesterday that I was holding him in my arms and wondering when he would ever stop screaming and sleep through the night – ha! Oh and by the way, he no longer screams after he eats and yes he is sleeping through the night. .

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