Tomorrow will be Joseph's first day of school. We're having a little challenge there: Joseph is officially three weeks too young to start kindergarten. Joseph also already taught himself to read. Does subtraction and addition. And has started on multiplication and division. Luckily his new school is very supportive. He will start in Pre K, and then will after a few weeks do the Kindergarten readiness test and hopefully transition. I am not worried. He will be the youngest in his class, true, but not much more than by a month, or a few weeks.
My main worry is with Michael. He will start in two weeks at preschool for three half days. The same preschool that Joseph went to. It's a small, wonderfully supportive Christian school. But I am still going to send a two and a half year old who can not answer to the question: "What's your name?" to preschool. I am scared. But I will be honest, I NEED the break. I need someone else to take a few hours to activate him and distract him from the trains that have become an obsession and play games. And talk to him. That will leave me full of energy and inspiration I hope for the other days. My brain is just about to glitch out from "Yay! That train is Emily. Emily goes UNDER the bridge. Oooh.. here is the conductor. He says "hello" can you say hello?" (No reply). I am grateful he is verbal, but I am so longing for a bit of two way conversation. Yesterday.. he was giggling hysterically at the 500 the time he watched Curious George trainmaster. And when daddy said: "it's not THAT silly Michael." He actually said "It's funny!" A reply? A comment? At least he identified the situation.
I so do not want to think that way "at least he did this.. or that.." But for now.. that is what it will take. At least... it could be worse. I can not help but look around me at everyone with healthy children and think "it could also be so much better".