School Woes
TGIF!!!!!!!!
Seriously, thank God. Three days of school and three evenings of migraines for it so far. Hunter is enjoying it which is great but it certainly is stressful. Much of it just because it's the first week and everything is still getting sorted out with the school itself and has yet to fall into a routine.
For the first couple days we dropped him off right at the classroom, but of course the school doesn't want hundreds of adults in and out of the school so that's now changed to dropping him off at one of the side doors and the class lines up and is brought in by the teacher. Then they're lined up on the opposite side of the school to be let out. Chaotic since we haven't had a chance to get to know anyone in his class and many classes are lined up in the same areas so you're essentially wandering around asking random parents if their kid is in the same class and then sticking with them. Doesn't help that the teacher seems, understandably, frazzled and forgot where to meet her class this morning, then lost track of Hunter at the end of the day.
And much just the difficulties that I knew Hunter would face being smaller and younger than most of the other kids. So he moves slower (which is how he got separated at the end of the day), can't quite use the drinking fountain (so now we have to send along bottled water) and apparently got stuck on the playground (at which point he told me that the teacher yelled at him or somesuch because the class was waiting for him). I've always looked at it as a bit of a catch-22. It's going to be hard and I knew it would be hard but it has to be hard because that's the only way he'll learn to overcome these obstacles. He probably would be more on par had I held him back a year and it would be less stressful for us, but at the same time that's another year lost of learning, another year of him becoming set in his ways and another year of him being in and out of daycare with younger children.
Anyway, he says that he's having a good time. He sang two songs, one about a dog and one about bodies, yesterday. And played with some toys and seems to have a new friend named Oliver, who never stops talking (what a pair). Today we got more elaboration that the dog's name is Wag (we thought it might be Bingo) and he found his name on the circle carpet and drew a backpack today.
Prepping school supplies
Me and H
And since his backpack strap broke on Tues morning, we bought him a new one and some new shoes. All geared up for school!
Seriously, thank God. Three days of school and three evenings of migraines for it so far. Hunter is enjoying it which is great but it certainly is stressful. Much of it just because it's the first week and everything is still getting sorted out with the school itself and has yet to fall into a routine.
For the first couple days we dropped him off right at the classroom, but of course the school doesn't want hundreds of adults in and out of the school so that's now changed to dropping him off at one of the side doors and the class lines up and is brought in by the teacher. Then they're lined up on the opposite side of the school to be let out. Chaotic since we haven't had a chance to get to know anyone in his class and many classes are lined up in the same areas so you're essentially wandering around asking random parents if their kid is in the same class and then sticking with them. Doesn't help that the teacher seems, understandably, frazzled and forgot where to meet her class this morning, then lost track of Hunter at the end of the day.
And much just the difficulties that I knew Hunter would face being smaller and younger than most of the other kids. So he moves slower (which is how he got separated at the end of the day), can't quite use the drinking fountain (so now we have to send along bottled water) and apparently got stuck on the playground (at which point he told me that the teacher yelled at him or somesuch because the class was waiting for him). I've always looked at it as a bit of a catch-22. It's going to be hard and I knew it would be hard but it has to be hard because that's the only way he'll learn to overcome these obstacles. He probably would be more on par had I held him back a year and it would be less stressful for us, but at the same time that's another year lost of learning, another year of him becoming set in his ways and another year of him being in and out of daycare with younger children.
Anyway, he says that he's having a good time. He sang two songs, one about a dog and one about bodies, yesterday. And played with some toys and seems to have a new friend named Oliver, who never stops talking (what a pair). Today we got more elaboration that the dog's name is Wag (we thought it might be Bingo) and he found his name on the circle carpet and drew a backpack today.
Prepping school supplies
Me and H
And since his backpack strap broke on Tues morning, we bought him a new one and some new shoes. All geared up for school!