We have made it through the first month of school.
It was touch and go there for a while, on all fronts.
First, it is no secret that I was a nervous wreck about Jonny going to kindergarten. What if there are too many kids for him? What if he can't hold a pencil and has a breakdown? What if the transitions are too short and he flips out? What if someone he doesn't know tries to touch him? He will lose it!
And the big question? Will that boy ever get on the school bus?
Well, the first day came and went, and we survived. News to mom: get over yourself. He is a good kid. He will make it.
He has been on the school bus every damn day since the first day. Holy shit. He is growing up! He is adapting! Who the heck knew?
He did have a close talker incident in class, but his teacher saw him shutting down, and she removed him from the situtation. Holy shit! A teacher who knows and anticpates my kids' needs! See, it pays to be inthe PTA. Just saying...
And that little boy LOVES the rules of school. He loves to tell us during dinner what the different protocols are. This boy was made to be an assistant principal.
Another thing that kept me up t nigt was gym.The PE teachers wrote a note to every child about the uniform for PE, which includes gym shoes (sneakers to my eastern friends).
Holy crap. It's a miracle the boy wears underpants, now you wat him to wear SHOES! What's next? A suit of armor?
Now, I knew thiswas coming. I have been working on gym shoes. We ever signed the boy up for running club this year, so he does own gym shoes. He even wears them. Sometimes. On REALLY good days. But with consistency? Because someone else says so? Fat chance.
The day after I got the note I marched int the gym to talk to the teacher. I started to plead Jonny case. He maywer crocs. He hs sensory issues. Please let the boy play. The teacher told me no problem. His real concern was the older girls who don't like to wear appropriate footwear, not my angel. Yahoo.
I think we may actually make it.
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