Posts Tagged With: preschool
Despite planning, things still go wrong.
As I mention frequently, the Little Kidlet has food allergies. A lot of them. Not in any particular order, he’s allergic to: Dairy, Soy, Peanuts, Eggs and Wheat. Today at his school, they were having “Green Eggs and Ham” day. After they read the book, they were going to make Green Eggs and Ham. Supervised, they would get to crack eggs, whisk them with the food coloring and the teachers would scramble them on a griddle. It’d be served with ham (cooked on a separate griddle). His teacher is awesome. On normal days, he simply eats the snack I provide.…
School recitals & fits of rebellion
Today was Little Kidlet’s first big school recital. They tend to have something once a month. It could be a parade in the schoolyard or a bigger show in the school’s chapel (it’s at a church). Off I went with camera in hand. Despite being there early, there were people in rows ahead of me who politely promised not to lean into my camera view, and then did just that. I’m not sure how good the video actually is, yet. Next time I’ll just have to be there earlier- especially since the next one is the Christmas pageant. Since LK…
I’ve been quiet, I know.
I haven’t had a lot to say, Internet. Actually, that isn’t true. In some cases, I’ve had so much to say that I’ve been trying to edit it back into coherence. In others, I’ve simply been enjoying quiet moments in my life. Well, as quiet as things can be with a 5 year old and a now 4 year old. That’s right. The Little Kidlet turned four this week. In his preschool class, they gave him a little crown that he’s been proudly wearing or carrying around the house this week. If I can’t get it away from him, I…
Beginnings and Ends
Today was the first day of preschool for the Little Kidlet. If I said I wasn’t nervous, I’d be lying. I wasn’t nervous when his brother started preschool. You see, I wasn’t always a stay at home mom. I worked in advertising and my son went to a daycare for a little over a year, one that was structured like a class. So he had a framework of reference for teachers and how to play with other kids. A few of the daily pictures I took while he was in daycare The Little Kidlet was in daycare, too. For a…
The Things We Say.
I’m still not entirely sure how the game started. I think my youngest was hanging onto my arm and I jokingly said “Just hold on, I’ll pull you to safety.” It snowballed into a game where he’d sit on the floor and hold onto my hand, slip from my grip and quietly scream as he apparently fell. The Oldest Kidlet watched us play and immediately described it as the game where you fall off a cliff. Oops. My boys play the game with each other now, in the car, at home… and I’d be more disturbed by what I started…
Boys are weird.
I remember when my mom used to pick me up from school, I couldn’t wait to tell her what I did. This seemed to be the case with every girl I knew and know, too. Even though he’s only in preschool, sometimes it’s like pulling teeth with the Oldest Kidlet. Case in point, yesterday. This week, the preschool was offering Pony Pictures. As in, a photographer was coming in to take a picture of the kids on a pony, and they’d get a ride. But there were two days, and I’d forgotten to ask what day the big kids were…
Ch-Ch-Changes…
Earlier this week I freaked out friends and family by talking about life changes vaguely in the same post as me being depressed over the loss of Jerad. I mentioned I wasn’t quite ready to talk about some of these changes, but I am ready to talk about one of them now. I know I’ve mentioned that we’ve been gearing up for the Oldest Kidlet to go to kindergarten. We’d signed up for a tour of his school (the private Church based school that his dad and uncles went to), and were gearing up for their aggressive kindergarten program… when…
Surprise! It was a Christmas Program.
Today was the Oldest Kidlet’s Christmas Program. For a couple weeks now he’s been singing songs I didn’t quite recognize, and telling me daily about how excited he was that he sang in chapel every day. But he wouldn’t tell me anything about the program itself. “It’s a surprise.” Right, surprise. I learned that a classmate of his was a camel. Another was in the Angel Choir. And another was supposed to be a shepherd, but I think she was sick. But really, nothing about what he was doing in it. As it turns out, he was just singing. But…
This is Halloween…
…or at least the Halloween Costume Parade. Remember those? I loved walking through all the classrooms, and showing off my outfit. Well, yesterday was the oldest kidlet’s turn. The Preschool had a big day planned. The costume parade followed by a Halloween party of epic proportions. The parents were all assigned things to bring. Because I noticed the sign up sheet late, I brought strawberries. Ooooo. Now, when the boys were out with the in-laws, they spotted the Halloween costumes as Costco and quickly convinced my in-laws to buy them costumes. The in-laws did so, and smartly hid them away…
