Lesson #24
Never underestimate your four-year-old
As the school year comes to an end, I am naturally filled with a mixture of competing emotions. It is such a fun time for the kids but also an emotional time. Ever since Max graduated from pre-school last year, Zoey has been fantasizing about her turn to walk across the stage and be in the spotlight at her own preschool graduation. Ever since we decided to enroll her for pre K at the school her big brother attends, we knew that she would not get this same opportunity. Her school apparently has a policy that only the kids moving on to kindergarten, the five-year-olds, would get the chance to graduate. Kids moving on to another school for pre K after this year would be spectators. I knew this would be really rough for Zoey. I have been stressing about it all week, envisioning a melt down on par with the scene at the raffle last week. I even toyed with the idea of skipping the whole ting altogether. In the end, I decided to take her, not wanting her to miss out on her last day and the pizza party. As she walked out and took a seat with the other 4-year-olds, I was surprised by her gleaming smile. One-by-one, her older classmates filed in with their graduation attire on. Zoey continued to smile and sing songs along with her class. At the end, she cared about nothing other than getting in line for pizza and taking a picture with a few friends on the stage. I was so surprised and proud of how well she handled the situation.
Never underestimate your four-year-old
As the school year comes to an end, I am naturally filled with a mixture of competing emotions. It is such a fun time for the kids but also an emotional time. Ever since Max graduated from pre-school last year, Zoey has been fantasizing about her turn to walk across the stage and be in the spotlight at her own preschool graduation. Ever since we decided to enroll her for pre K at the school her big brother attends, we knew that she would not get this same opportunity. Her school apparently has a policy that only the kids moving on to kindergarten, the five-year-olds, would get the chance to graduate. Kids moving on to another school for pre K after this year would be spectators. I knew this would be really rough for Zoey. I have been stressing about it all week, envisioning a melt down on par with the scene at the raffle last week. I even toyed with the idea of skipping the whole ting altogether. In the end, I decided to take her, not wanting her to miss out on her last day and the pizza party. As she walked out and took a seat with the other 4-year-olds, I was surprised by her gleaming smile. One-by-one, her older classmates filed in with their graduation attire on. Zoey continued to smile and sing songs along with her class. At the end, she cared about nothing other than getting in line for pizza and taking a picture with a few friends on the stage. I was so surprised and proud of how well she handled the situation.
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