Ok, no joke. Ever since I posted about how all I’ve ever wanted was to sit down and do arts and crafts with my littles, D-Bop has been non-stop drawing and coloring and writing. And yesterday he asked to MAKE NECKLACES!!!!!!! (Yes, OF COURSE we can go to Michaels and buy some beads!) And then later that day we decorated a giant box by DRAWING and GLUING things on it.
This is it, people. This is all I’ve ever wanted and more.
Don’t get me wrong, my non-stop, full-of-energy boy is still non-stop and full-of-energy, but I’ve seen a real shift in him. His attention span is longer; sitting and creating art is no longer torturous to him; and he seems ready to take things to the next level when it comes to reading and writing. So what changed?
You know what I think it is? I think he’s just about ready for kindergarten.
And I never thought it would happen.
In fact I think a lot of my anxiety about my entire school search has had a lot to do with the fact that at the beginning of the school year, I just couldn’t imagine how he would be able to handle kindergarten. I couldn’t picture him ANYWHERE but at his beloved play-based preschool. The kids at the 11 schools I toured looked so giant; the book reports seemed like they would never be attainable for my little 4-year-old; and ART. WAS. EVERYWHERE.
But once again, just as I was feeling like I got this whole motherhood thing down and that I know my little better than he knows himself, my boy metaphorically slaps me in the face. (Who am I kidding? He probably also accidentally punched me in the gut, elbowed me in the mouth, and pulled my hair that day because he is a non-stop, full-of-energy boy.) While I had already made up my mind about my son (he’s too active for a traditional school! he can’t sit for more than 2 minutes! he has no interest in arts and crafts! it will be impossible for him to ever write at a desk!), the sheer reality is it’s impossible to determine any of that because he’s still growing into his body and developing into the person he is going to become.
He’s not ready to start kindergarten today, but I think that in 8 months, my boy is actually going to be ready.
(Oh. My. God. I’m totally crying right now.)
And don’t worry- I am still my nutty, anxiety-ridden self that has 6 more school tours in the next 6 weeks. I’m just learning to let go of some of the fear of this next year and am getting excited for what’s on the horizon for my oldest little. He’s going to turn 5 next month, and I have a feeling it’s going to be a great year for him.