Preschool- Take 1

This is Asher’s final week of preschool for the year. It’s not really fair that I say that he’s done because he just started in February, once he turned 3, and he plans on returning to preschool in the Fall for another round of it. It was great that they took him in early, not only because he still needed a little bit of help in his speech and language development, but because we wanted him to be around other kids his age.

I didn’t expect him to do as well as he did. I expected him to be fearful and timid, but he amazed us all. He looks forward to each day of school and says how he can’t wait to play with his friends.

Last week, we received his progress report and except for a few things (difficult time with square and rectangle; making a stick person with correct arm and leg placement), he’s right in line with all of the other kids who are moving onto 4K. I’m so proud of him:) But, even if he didn’t know all of those things, I’d still be proud. Even though it’s exhausting at times, I love that he can chat up a storm. He gets easily distracted, though and I’ll hear:

“mama…..”.

“Yes, Asher”. {Ohhhh a rock on the ground.}

“Ummm mama”.

“Yes, Asher”.

“Can I have a….”. {Leaf falls on the ground}

You get the drift. Easily distracted. That’s my boy.

Today, Asher had his preschool program. My sweet little boy, wearing his favorite shirt. Hair done in a mohawk, which he refused outright, but he looked too darn cute. I had to do it without him knowing.

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He did such a great job during the program. He sang songs, even did some sign language, threw around a scarf and twirled around.

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He would wave to me from time to time and mouth/ whisper “hi mom” frequently during the show. It was a great time!

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Then, this happened….

Doesn’t he have the cutest wink???? And did you catch the “hi mom” that he mouthed at the end? He did that after every song he sang. Adorable!

Another favorite…

If you can’t understand what he said, this is it: “favorite color blue…. like the ocean”. Ahhhh, melt my heart.

I have a few more videos, but these are the best. I’m just BEAMING with pride for this little munchkin.

I hope you’ve enjoyed these as much as I have. Well, lets be honest, I probably love them more:) Next week will be Madelyn’s kindergarten graduation. I plan on bringing tissues along with my camera. So, get ready to watch a few more.

Have a great week!

Shhhhhh…. Hear That? It’s Called Silence

That’s what Dave and I heard when we walked into our house after we dropped off Asher on his first day of preschool. Bizarre. It was strange to listen to. We’ve only rarely heard that sound weave it’s way through our house.

A part of me was worried that I wouldn’t be able to fall asleep after my night shift without the dulled sounds of Asher’s voice downstairs. But I had no trouble.

2 days a week now, for 2 hours each day we will get to relish in this sound. Dave and I can have breakfast at the cafe down the street…. Alone.

We can grab a coffee and take a long walk… Alone.

We can go for a run together… Alone.

We can go grocery shopping and clean…. Alone.

The best part… We can have 2 hours worth of uninterrupted conversation during day light hours!!!!!

Yes, we are excited for this new found freedom. But, so is Asher. I came home from work to see him ready and waiting to go to school an hour early. His backpack was on and he was super excited. His excitement is contagious.

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Once it was time to leave, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t worried for him. Would he cry when we dropped him off? Would he cling to my leg and beg me to stay like I’ve seen Madelyn’s preschool classmates do? This was so new to him.

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He said he was ready. Ready to make new friends. Meet his teachers. Play and learn. He promised he’d be a good listener. I wasn’t so sure. He’s such a boy. And he’s so little. He’s only just turned 3. He’ll be the youngest. But I couldn’t deny him this. He needs this. We need this, too.

Off he goes….

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He clung to my leg and asked me to stay once. He was nervous. I saw it in his big eyes. So many kids. He would only be the 3rd boy in class. It was a little hard to walk away. But he didn’t turn around to look at us. He continued to play in the kitchen as we left feeling that we left another piece of our hearts behind.