For two solid years, I have been perseverating about my son’s first day of Kindergarten.
Yes, I know that is neurotic but it was not without reason. I missed his hearing loss. I missed his second hearing loss. He struggled to explain himself; he still does. His little brother uses language as complex as he does. He’s easily frustrated, he has meltdowns, he hits. He doesn’t hold a pencil properly. He is exhausted easily. He can’t fasten his pants or start a zipper or put on his shoes.
He required so much attention in preschool. His teachers were saints. They did a lot of ‘problem solving’ with him.. (he hit someone and that was how they handled it). It became a good day if he only hit a couple of times a day.
But his first days of school were great and I couldn’t ask for more.