School day 2

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I thought today would be better than yesterday…but that was not the case. I guess the novelty of things kept the boys more excited yesterday. Today, they were great during free play time…barely looked at me. They painted, played with sand, did some carpentry and played with cars and trucks. When it was time to go into the classroom for music both Sid and Nish came and stood by me. Not clinging, not crying or whining but not keen on going inside either. I sat there and kept reading my book. After a while they moved to the window The teacher gave them little chairs so they could sit outside the classroom an still see what was happening. I could see that they were interested…especially when the class started singing Wheels on the Bus which the twins love..but not interested enough to go in. 

Later, they had gymnastics and they watched the gym teacher helping other kids do somersaults. During this time, Nish was busy trying to dislodge his bag from the hook (refused any help offered) and Sid was alternating between peeking into the classroom and running around the outdoor space. Finally Sid ventured in and made a few attempts at somersaults on his own.  Their interest perked up when the kids were painting inside and so they finally went in and did home hand painting and some painting with shaving brushes…in fact, they seemed to enjoy this and were reluctant to stop although it was almost time to go home.

The teachers are patient and non pushy which is good. I sit on the bench and look busy and redirect the kids to the teachers if they come to ask me for or about anything. If they want to sit with me it’s ok…they will go back in when they are ready and interested. 

Tomorrow is another day. Sid seems excited about the whole snack box deal – he polished off his jam and cheese sandwiches and wants beans and sprouts and carrot sticks tomorrow! 

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About myfourboysandme

Mom - a word that defines me... I smell of oats, johnson's and home baked cookies I am pink, purple, green and orange and so is the floor my kids color on. Flour on my clothes and a brush in my pocket, my glasses bent out of shape and smudged with tiny fingerprints. I can't remember the date but i know almost 40 pictures books by heart. I wake up humming 'wheels on the bus'and i talk with my fingers and eyes and mouth. My bag carries band aids, napkins, wipes, crayons, papers, candy and sometimes my wallet. I know all the parks and very few of the restaurants in my neighborhood. Most of my shopping is diapers, books and paints My phd certificate lies in a roll, the frame now contains an abstract work of art by two year olds and i am prouder of that piece of paper. mom - a word that defines me!

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