Three months ago Jack started 'school' at his new daycare. We were very nervous for him, after he had been in a home daycare for ten months. Our worst fears came true--Jack was hit by a barage of illnesses, had bad separation anxiety for a week in September, and even worse--has since enjoyed school so much that he tries to leap from the car when I get him out. So much for missing Mommy!
So today he started in his new toddler classroom. He's going from cribs and high chairs to cots and regular, although itty-bitty, chairs. I dropped him off this morning so that I could take a look around the new room. Jack went straight for the toys. All seemed well until I slipped out the door and was closing it behind me. He screeched and began crying. I know it's just that it's a different routine now, but I still have thought about him all day long. I know he'll like it. After all, one reason they 'promoted' him to the next class was because he would sneak down to that room to play with the toys after playing outside or in the gym. The teacher found him one day just playing alongside the other students!
I have been very pleased with his progress while at his new school. Not only has he physically advanced with walking, climbing and playing, but he's more socially with it than I think he would be if still at the home care, where the kids were stuck in the living room watching tv all day. The past week he's been 'dancing', walking backwards and turning around in circles until he gets dizzy. He's getting to the point now that he and Jamie can wrestle a bit. He understands the concept and the fun. He also met his first dog this past weekend and was able to transfer the concept of 'gentle' from his play with the cats to petting the large dog. My little guy!
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