High/Low: Today is a bit of a choose your own adventure: write (paint, draw, photograph, record, etc.) about your best experience this year. If that’s not your cup of joe, write about your worst experience. Feeling chatty? Share both your best and worst moments.
The picture above shows my sons first day of the first grade. It wasn’t his first day of school. He’d been lucky enough to attend pre-school since he was just 3 years old. Because of his November birthday he’d actually always been the youngest in his class and as such the most immature developmentaly wise.
In kindergarten he did extremely well and as much as his mom and I wanted to sing his praises we were hesitant because we did know he was doing great because of his time in pre-school and because we’re very active with him in the home and it wasn’t much of a shock that he did well. We fell in love with his Kindergarten teacher and so gave her a lot of credit in his fast progress and absolutely loved how he encouraged his developent.
He was reading before his Kindergarten year was over. Needless to say I was able to really push the envelope with him the entire summer. So thanks to some “homework” for the summer and workbooks we purchased we thought we really set him up for success.
Back to the above mentioned picture. First grade starts and the teacher begins to notice a couple behavioral issues. Or so we thought. Since this was out of character for Kalel and in this tight knit school it made waves they quicky had him tested and wouldn’t you know it he tested completely out of the first grade. Other than the picture above there aren’t going to be a lot of shots of first grade. Apparently I didn’t take very many in the 2 or 3 weeks he spent there.
My best eperience this year is getting that very news from the teacher. That feeling trumps anything that might have even tried to bring me down. I’m so proud for my son. I read somewhere that love is when your happiness is dependant on another and I couldnt agree more.