Okay, hereâ€™s a series of updates. It was going to be very general, because there hasnâ€™t really been anything of substance in almost two weeks, but Iâ€™ve broken them up into themed posts.
First up: The boy!
Kindergarten is going swimmingly for the boy. Heâ€™s settled in so well with his teacher, classroom, school bus, and new friends (because remember, everyone he meets is a new friend) that weâ€™re a bit at a loss, because we were bracing to deal with at least one tricky bit somewhere. I forgot to put dessert in his lunch on Friday (worst mum of the year award goes toâ€¦ me!) and stopped by the school on my way to do groceries with a homemade cookie. Iâ€™d intended to just drop it off but the office called him right down, and he showed up in a tumble of fun with his bestest new friend, colourful hall passes around both their necks. He looked at me oddly and said, â€œUm, Mama? What are you doing here?â€ as if he couldnâ€™t process the fact that I was in a place where I usually wasnâ€™t. Didnâ€™t even get a kiss or a hug after I passed him his care package; he ran off again with his friend back to class after an â€œOkay, bye Mama!â€ Yeah, he’s fine.
Two weeks in kindergarten and heâ€™s sounding words out on his own. I know a lot of this comes from the incredible amount of prep we did with him about sounding words out while reading, but all it took was Someone Not Mum or Dad to really get it going. Iâ€™m thrilled at how wholeheartedly heâ€™s throwing himself into school. We didnâ€™t doubt, but we did secretly worry; what if he didnâ€™t like his teacher? What if kids on the bus were mean? What if, well, anything? But all is well.
All is so well, in fact, that HRH went and joined the parental governing board. You see, the parent welcoming meeting and class curriculum meetings after it were scheduled on the same night as my first orchestra rehearsal, so HRH went to the school meeting. â€œI promise not to join too many committees, ha ha ha,â€ he said on the way out. I figured it would be sensible to wait a year to get a feel for the school, and he thought the same. Except, he said apologetically when I got back, there was one position left open on the board, and no one was volunteering for it, soâ€¦
We have been reading the Guardians of Gaâ€™Hoole series of books before the boyâ€™s bedtime at night, and weâ€™re loving it. We are very excited about the movie coming out next weekend. The boy has already been asking for the music, and I have had to tell him that we canâ€™t buy it until the Tuesday before the film comes out. He told me that it wasnâ€™t fair that I had two owls and he had none, so he tried to wheedle me into buying a dreadful one at the grocery store, but I said I knew of a much better one. We went to the bookstore that afternoon and he bought his very own lovely silky stuffed owl, whom he has, of course, named Soren, even though it is a Barred Owl and not a Barn Owl. And also on the book front, he brought home his first Scholastic book order form, and I was terribly excited until I opened it. Itâ€™s allâ€¦ so young. We donâ€™t read many 3-5 year old books any more. There is a book on the planets, and a Scaredy Squirrel book we donâ€™t own; we may order those. But I was pretty disappointed in 99% of the flyer.