Okay, so I took the big man to preschool for the first time today. That was kind of a big deal. And I have to say he handled it really well. When we went on Tues, Julie and I were both there, which probably made it less weird for him. Not this time. And I have to say, I think I handled it just the right way - did the whole drop and run bit. Walked him in to the room, signed him in, and just said to him 'okay buddy, give me a hug and go and play' - and that is exactly what he did. It was cool. Of course, after I drove away, I was like 'damnit, I should have at least watched him for a minute.' I'm such a loser.
I also got to pick him up on his first day - and that was awesome. They were all out at the playground, so I got to catch a sneak peak of how he was playing with the other kids. More telling was that when I went over there, I was a little early, so I asked him if he wanted to go or he wanted to keep playing - and he wanted to keep playing (he wanted me to come in the playground which I declined).
But here's the thing, I try to get him to talk about his first day, show and tell, etc. And all he'll tell me is that he did nothing. It's like he's 13 or something. What did you do today? Nothing? I think it's actually pretty funny and then attempt to tickle the truth out of him, but it is so frustrating for Julie - who, you know, actually wants to carry out a real conversation. She obviously does not appreciate how guys are wired.
So anyway, the whole school thing went well.
So last weekend we took the little man to the hospital for a sibling preparation class. It was pretty fun. The only issue I had was that the instructor who is obviously used to working with kids was so flipping cheerful and upbeat it made me immediately dislike her. Nobody is that happy. And I know she was doing it for the kids, but still - easy on the cheer, okay.
So anyway, he got to see a newborn - which he loved. And there were some great things about the class -- like seeing what the hospital, room, and baby were all about. But then the whole thing got a little over-the-top when the arts and crafts project included gluing together a uterus, baby, and umbilical cord. The kids were all listening with screwed up faces until she finally said something familiar about belly buttons, which is when Parker tuned back in, lifted up his shirt and yelled, "I have a belly button!"
Next we were on to how to diaper and swaddle baby. Cookie Monster played the role of "baby" and proceeded to wear a diaper and receiving blanket for days thereafter. All in all, little man is as ready as he's going to be. He has a certificate to prove it.
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