Gabriel's first week of Preschool
We started Gabriel in preschool last week. He's gonna be four on Oct. 16 which means he starts kindergarden next year and we wanted to get him acclimated. It's a really nice school and it's only five minutes away from our house.
This whole endeavor will take some doing, because Gabriel is very shy and he doesn't like strangers. He is also very structured and doesn't like changes. I told you guys about the potty training troubles which he finally got over, after lots and lots of screaming and yelling. Now when he goes potty he has this whole routine. We have two separate liquid soap containers and when he washes his hands he gets exactly one drop out of the one on his left and uses it to wash his left hand. then he gets exactly one drop from the one on his right and uses it to wash his right hand. Then he lines the soap containers up exactly, with their little handles pointing at each other before he dries his hands and leaves.
Gabriel also screams bloody murder and fights like the dickens every time we wash or cut his hair. So if we let him have his way he would basically be a recluse with long filthy hair and subsists entirely on waffles with butter.
I took Gabriel to the preschool about 10 times before he started and we met the teachers and played with the toys and stuff, but I knew once I left him there alone all h** would break loose. It was heart-wrenching to peel him off of me and have to listen to him cry and repeat over and over in English and Spanish, "Don't leave me here, I don't like it!" The deep shuddering sighs he let out on the second day on the way to the school were even worse.
He only goes 3 times a week for two hours a day, but you'd think I was dropping him off at the Gulag. The first day he cried 90% of the time he yelled "I want my Papi!" over and over. The second day he cried 80% of the time and the third day he cried 50% of the time. The staff said he's really making progess even though he won't participate in activities and he doesn't talk unless he has to. When he gets home he is really happy and exceptionally well-behaved because he thinks if he's really good he can talk me into not taking him back.
So this whole process has been heart-wrenching, but I don't want him to be like our cousin Gabriel who flunked Kindergarden because he was so shy that he wouldn't raise his hand and ask to go to the bathroom. Gabriel is the same way and he already had a pee-pee accident on one day. He won't even acknowledge a stranger's presence, so I don't know how he'll be able to talk to the teacher so that she can show him the way to the toilet and how he'll be able to pee in a strange place in front of someone he doesn't know'.
Let's see how he does today....
This whole endeavor will take some doing, because Gabriel is very shy and he doesn't like strangers. He is also very structured and doesn't like changes. I told you guys about the potty training troubles which he finally got over, after lots and lots of screaming and yelling. Now when he goes potty he has this whole routine. We have two separate liquid soap containers and when he washes his hands he gets exactly one drop out of the one on his left and uses it to wash his left hand. then he gets exactly one drop from the one on his right and uses it to wash his right hand. Then he lines the soap containers up exactly, with their little handles pointing at each other before he dries his hands and leaves.
Gabriel also screams bloody murder and fights like the dickens every time we wash or cut his hair. So if we let him have his way he would basically be a recluse with long filthy hair and subsists entirely on waffles with butter.
I took Gabriel to the preschool about 10 times before he started and we met the teachers and played with the toys and stuff, but I knew once I left him there alone all h** would break loose. It was heart-wrenching to peel him off of me and have to listen to him cry and repeat over and over in English and Spanish, "Don't leave me here, I don't like it!" The deep shuddering sighs he let out on the second day on the way to the school were even worse.
He only goes 3 times a week for two hours a day, but you'd think I was dropping him off at the Gulag. The first day he cried 90% of the time he yelled "I want my Papi!" over and over. The second day he cried 80% of the time and the third day he cried 50% of the time. The staff said he's really making progess even though he won't participate in activities and he doesn't talk unless he has to. When he gets home he is really happy and exceptionally well-behaved because he thinks if he's really good he can talk me into not taking him back.
So this whole process has been heart-wrenching, but I don't want him to be like our cousin Gabriel who flunked Kindergarden because he was so shy that he wouldn't raise his hand and ask to go to the bathroom. Gabriel is the same way and he already had a pee-pee accident on one day. He won't even acknowledge a stranger's presence, so I don't know how he'll be able to talk to the teacher so that she can show him the way to the toilet and how he'll be able to pee in a strange place in front of someone he doesn't know'.
Let's see how he does today....
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