Once I confirmed his enrolment in a pre-school, I had been brain-washing him for weeks on going to school, his teacher’s name, the school’s name, etc. He was all excited about going to his new school.
Infact, he is nothing different than most newbies. In the first week of school, he asked me to go to school with him, refused to enter his classroom, wanted me to stay with him, held my hand so tightly, sticked to me and cried when I left him there. But he was alright after some pampering from the teacher and principal. Despite that, he still love to go to school. He would come and tell me, “Mommy, I got school today”.
Second week was a total change of him. He put on his uniform all by himself. I let him take his own sweet time in buttoning his shirt, while I make up and dress up for work. He went down from the car willingly and held the teacher’s hand, said good morning to teacher and then waived goodbye to me.
He is into the 3rd month of schooling. This boy of mine is still excited about school and I pray that he will always be. But Mommy and Daddy is so stressed out every morning having to wake up a sleepy head. I try my best not to make him grumpy else I’ll be late to work for entertaining a grumpy kid. When he got up from the wrong side of the bed, he refuse to bath, laze on the bed/couch, refuse to drink his milk, walk like a old man. When cupid strikes him, he talks, wear uniform on his own, take breakfast, carry his own school bag, wear his own shoe.
Funny things or angry moments happen every morning. Overall, I am thankful and glad. My boy had stepped in to another phase of childhood.
