So, yesterday marked the first day of kindergarten for my youngest child. The first two breezed through their kindie orientations, but this one--in his words--just loves his mom and his favourite stuffy a lot". This one is very smart, has a well-developed sense of humour, is reading, is counting to 200, and is self-aware enough to tell mom flat out that he is too shy to enjoy his first day of kindergarten and would be crying. Geez, what do we do with that?
Mom talked to him about how much fun kindergarten was.
Big sister and brother told him how much they loved kindergarten.
I talked to him about making new friends and gave him some scripted, one-liners to help him reach out and make a new buddy.
Mom texted me as she was leaving him to let me know that he was crying. I texted back that he would be fine.
Later that afternoon, I got a phone call. It was child #3.
Me: So, how was your first day of Kindergarten?
#3: Soooo EPIC!!!
Me: Good. Were you a bit nervous?
#3: Yes, and I cried for a bit. But, then I just decided that no more tears would be coming down.
Me: Great. Did you make a new buddy?
#3: That's the best part. It was so much fun and so awesome that I didn't even need to make a new friend.
Obviously, he was excited--and ready--for day two.
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