

In Chicago you have the option of going to preschool for two years before kindergarten (free might I add) so Jared had his 1st day of his 2nd year on the 8th of this month. Jared is very into his looks and cares what people think of him. I used to spike his hair just in the front but he won't have any of that now. He insists on wearing it straight down, boring...

Jared had no problems going into the classroom and was excited. He was a little bummed after his first day though because they didn't get to play (It was just for an hour instead of the two and a half.) On the second day when I picked him up he looked at me and said, "I did a beautiful job today." He wasn't talking about a project or anything tangible, that was just the way he expressed his overall behaviour for the day. Every day after that he did fine until Friday. He got in line and I asked him for a hug and then after that he did not want to go. He ended up going home with me. I gave him two choices, stay and learn at school and go to recess or he could come home stay in his room til school gets out normally and all he could do was read and look at books.
He did better than I thought he'd do. I was worried about what I set myself up for when he still insisted on coming home. I was back in his room a lot of the time working on reading with him or reading a story to him but left him a lot too. He complained a fair amount and escaped a lot but if he didn't get right back to his room or did it a couple times right in a row I added a minute to the timer. Needless to say he went willingly into his class the morning and had a good time.
2 comments:
You are such a good Mom. I wish I could be a fly on your wall for a week straight. I know I would learn SO much! That's a great story:)
That took a lot of persistence on your part, wow. Good job! It all pays off though. We went on some carnival rides on Saturday. Micah hadn't had his nap and was tired...He wanted to get on a ride we had been waiting for a long time. So he started to through a fit about it. I picked him up and told him in a firm but gentle voice, that if he continued to through a fit, he wouldn't be able to ride it. Well maybe I've been consistent enough! That stopped him in his tracks and he waited well the rest of the time! I was amazed and grateful for all those times that I was consistent and persistent. It really pays off. Sure love ya and I'm glad to be able to read your blog again. I've been wondering how you've been doing...
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