Putting on shoes before the first day of school. Liam started at his new school today. His past school, which we loved to distraction, has closed. The teachers were ready to move on and do something else. His new school is also a home-based, Waldorf-inspired, preschool / kindergarten; about six blocks from the house and less than a mile from his past school. I dropped him off this morning and then had to hurry east of the mountains for a work thing. Will's mother picked him up and reported that he:
- Held not one but TWO baby chickens (he told me: Mommy! They say "peep, peep, peep, peep.")
- Drew a picture of a rainbow in a blue sky AND got to bring it home (at last year's school all the art stayed at school until parent conferences), the rainbow is beautiful
- Did part of a puzzle
- Played a game but he can't remember what it was called
- Watched a puppet show about a buzzing bee -- this year's teacher does lots of puppet shows and felts her own puppets; so fun
Still, he was very anxious about starting school, and scared, and has been saying that he won't go and can't do it and similar for at least two weeks now. I deflect these fears as best I can by inviting him to remember other things he was concerned about but that went just fine; by explaining that EVERYONE is a little nervous and excited before the first day of school, even the teachers, it is normal; and, when all else fails by saying that one of the jobs of the mommy is to know for sure when the child is ready for something even if the child doesn't know it yet.
He wouldn't hold still for an outside picture but he would jump. A note: he is growing his hair on purpose; he wants a ponytail.