This morning i sent my boy off to school.
another day.
same routine.
i last wrote about his school days on Sept 3.
the first day of school.
*see post HERE*
wow.
tomorrow is the last day of April.
May... June...
Summer vacation.
the first year of his school career i wrote consistently.
filling you in on his and my adventure.
the next year was less.
this year.
wow.
i've ignored you all.
he has had a great year.
i LOVE his teacher.
she is super-amazing.
he adores her.
she encourages him.
she loves him.
she teaches him as i would.
we had a chat yesterday when i was done at the library.
i have loved getting to know her this year and being a part of his school life.
i have been so thankful for both my kids' teachers this year.
each time i speak with them i love them more.
too bad they didn't change the grade they taught as my kids grew up through the grades.
although i'm sure there are other teachers i will love too.
so.
my boy.
my first born.
he has grown this year.
he began to grow in his confidence in SK.
he has grown even more in confidence this year in grade 1.
he still loves school.
he loves math.
he loves reading...
wow does he love reading.
he talks about friends.
he shares about his day (most days).
*he drew the top picture to match my SK artwork (below)*
my boy, the one who was always nervous going into something new,
came home one day and asked to sign up for an intro to lacrosse course.
he didn't know of any friends going, but he wanted to learn it.
WHAT?
i was dumbfounded.
yes.
yes, my boy, we can sign you up for that.
he absolutely loved those 5 weeks.
then he wanted to go to ball hockey at our church.
WHAT?
he wants to sign up for a team...
again, not knowing anything about the sport, or if friends would be with him.
we were able to sign him up for that.
and he is loving it!
*he knew no one on his team, but that doesn't stop him from enjoying himself.*
we just signed him up for a week at camp this summer.
i will cry when i drop him off...i just know it.
he has gained so much confidence this school year.
i have loved watching and experiencing his growth.
his ability to read words that i thought for sure he wouldn't know.
he plays games on the computer and solves problems,
and isn't as afraid to try again and again until it's solved.
(he used to cry and give up if his character died...because he thought he couldn't do it.)
i reread the blog entry i wrote in September:
"he would be grade 1 in a 1, 2 split class.
what will the scary grade twos be like?"
They don't scare him, and they're not so scary.
"he will be in recess with the rest of the school.
what will the scary grade 2-8s be like in the yard?"
He's not with the rest of the school yet.
"i haven't met his teacher..
Love her.
i haven't seen his class..
have been there lots now, looks great.
will he know where to go when he gets off the bus?
unsure at first but he's an old pro now.
will he like his teacher?
he loves her.
will she encourage him, love him?
she does, and it shows.
will he be confident this year with older kids in the class, or will he be shy and nervous again?
confident. definitely confident.
will i like his teacher?
already told you i do.
will he stand up for kids who are picked on?
will he be picked on?
will he pick on others?"
he loves the kids in his class. he has made lots of friends.
i have rambled on here.
i don't apologize for that.
it's how i blog.
i don't prepare, i just write what comes to my mind.
and this morning it's my boy.
he is so excited to be in grade 2 next year.
ok, my boy, you're allowed to go to grade 2...
but please don't grow up too fast.
