Tad’s First Week

With the end of school yesterday, Tad has survived his first week of school.

He’s gotten progressively better at drop-off time, but he just knows that we’re going to leave him, so the whimpering begins the second he gets out of the car. Still, he doesn’t have to be physically restrained. Much. Anymore.

That being said, all the reports that we’ve gotten back from his teachers have been good. I have met the speech therapist as well, and Tad will be getting individual instruction/therapy time with her. I keep hearing that he calms down relatively quickly and has a good time.

I know he’s having a good time at recess because I have to empty sand out of his shoes and his Pull-Up every single day after school. There’s a sand pit on the playground with construction toys (like a manually-operated backhoe) in it. He was in love with that spot on open house night, and I’m sure that’s where he’s spending his entire recess time.

And he’s overwhelmingly thrilled to see me when I pick him up from school each day.

I don’t think he’s going to be so thrilled on Monday when he has to go back.

However, Ane was convinced on Tuesday that school was not for Tad. “Mommy, I don’t think school is working for Tad,” she told me after we picked him up that day.

“Why do you say that?” I asked.

She sighed. “He’s not talking any better than he was!”

Translation: You told me school was going to fix this for him, and it’s not!

I resisted the temptation to roll my eyes. “Ane, he’s only had TWO DAYS of school! It’s going to take more time and work than that!”

I don’t think she really believed me.

This entry was posted on Friday, September 19th, 2008 at 1:35 am and is filed under Children, School Days, Speech Therapy Saga.
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