So, preschool started yesterday. I thought I'd write a post about it, but everything I know about it is on this line:
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See that? Nothing! That's what I know about what went on at preschool.
Oh, I know the class routine, with story time, play time, project time, music, etc. And I know they're starting the year with a unit on space -- I had to send in a milk jug and a cereal box to be made into a helmet & jet-pack. But the particulars of the first day? I have no clue.
With 18 kids in the class, along with 3 adults, it didn't seem appropriate to hang around at the end-of-class pickup and say "so tell me exactly what my child did... minute by minute. And I want to know everything." I guess it doesn't work that way! ;-)
He didn't cry when I left him; in fact he told me to "have a good trip" when I kissed him goodbye! He was very happy to see me at the end of the morning, but there were no details shared. Only a little ditty sung to the tune of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Hmm.
And he came home wearing all the same clothes I'd sent him in, so I know there were no accidents.
So this is "letting go," huh?




I used to get a little written report from pre-school. The teachers also gave me a run down if I wanted it (which I usually did). Maybe not a minute by minute report is needed, perhaps the highlights. It's so hard to get kids to communicate. But it comes out eventually. You'll notice he knows things that you didn't teach him. He might discipline a stuffed animal in the ways discipline is used at school, very telling.
It's a hard process to let go, and every day they get more and more independent, if you are doing your job well.
Posted by: Barbara | Friday, September 21, 2007 at 12:40 PM
I probably know more about what my son's doing in grad school than I ever did in preschool! But if you have to go in to pick him up (as opposed to a carpool line), that's a great opportunity as time goes by for at least some quick communication with the teachers. And if there are any issues, they'll have that opportunity to bring it up.
Meanwhile, enjoy your free time!
Posted by: Bluegrass Mama | Friday, September 21, 2007 at 12:49 PM
Yup, exactly.
Letting go is realizing your kids will have experiences that you will never hear about...and that that's okay.
Posted by: raehan | Friday, September 21, 2007 at 03:45 PM
Yep, that is letting go. The part that drives me nuts is when I ask what was your favorite thing today and get "the play ground". Sigh...
Posted by: vw bug | Friday, September 21, 2007 at 04:35 PM
I don't think we ever let go entirely. But the point is to raise a self functioning umna being. This is a step.
Posted by: Sarcasmom | Friday, September 21, 2007 at 06:37 PM
Aww...this day is only a few years away for me. Way to go, mom. You did your part, and now little K is on his way to being a big kid. Good job!
Posted by: kristi | Friday, September 21, 2007 at 08:32 PM
Barbara,
I figure I'll chat with the teachers after the initial start-of-year frenzy dies down. I know they only have an hour between the a.m. and p.m. classes, so I don't want to chew on their ears when I know they have to eat lunch & prepare for the next batch of kids!
BGM,
I'm sure I will once I get used to it!
Raehan,
I just hope I'm steering him right!
VW,
I heard that the other day too!!
Sarcasmom,
Right now I'm hoping for one who doesn't pee his pants!
Kristi,
Yep. It'll be here before you know it!
Posted by: Marie | Saturday, September 22, 2007 at 09:51 AM
Brenna always tells me what the snack was. I guess that's *her* highlight.
Posted by: Jody | Tuesday, September 25, 2007 at 08:48 PM
Yes, it's how it goes. :-)
It was never that hard for me until I saw mine drive off by himself for the long drive from New England to Orlando at the end of August. So far, he has no return date, since he loves it there and wants to get a professional internship.
Hug 'em while you can, girl. Hug 'em while you can.
Posted by: nat | Wednesday, September 26, 2007 at 07:19 PM