the walther family

Bryce had his first full morning at preschool today. Even though he cries each time I drop him off, he seems to be really enjoying preschool. Last week we were going to a class at the community center with a teacher that he really likes (Ms. Jill), so I asked him who his favorite teacher was, thinking he’d say Ms. Jill, but he automatically said Miss Connie, his preschool teacher. That made me feel really good.

So far the hardest part about preschool (besides dropping off a kid who is crying) is not knowing how Bryce is spending his time. He’s not quite verbal enough for me to understand everything that he tells me about his day, and he’s not very complete. Since up until this point, he only was really only away from me for longer stretches with my family, it’s kind of weird. My mom and sister tend to give me full reports when they’re with him, so I know what he’s been up to. But now, he has these chunks of time each week where I don’t know what he’s been up to, or what funny or clever things he’s said or done. It’s kind of strange.

And the drop-off crying? Apparently it just lasts a few minutes. So far, one of the teachers calls me to let me know when he’s settled. Today I ended up going into the kitchen at preschool to look at something, and he didn’t really see me, so he assumed I was gone. So I heard him cry for another minute, the teachers asked him something and by the time I walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs, he was happily playing.