Worst Part of the Day - Quinn was having a Velcro day where he can't leave my side. Sigh - this makes it hard to ... well do just about anything other than party clown it up for him. And that (for four straight hours) is exhausting.
Don't Pigeonhole Your Kiddos - I walked into Wes' preschool class and saw him talking to a teacher about cars. I thought he might have been being saucy and so I went up and asked if he was playing nicely.
"Oh yes," she told me. "He was just showing me how some cars can automatically go forward once you rev them up."
"Oh good," I say.
"Oh Miss Molly," she continues, "Wes is the one I always go to to show the others what to do. He goes first in the line to the playground because he will always listen and stop when I tell him too. Some of the others I have to hold back because they won't stop, but never Wes. He always listens and helps to clean up.
"Wow," I say. I'm kind of stunned. I pick up his watermelon picture and she says "oh yes and his fine motor skills are amazing - just fabulous. I have to say he is just so sweet and we are really enjoying him."
Huh - Wes the star pupil of the summer session preschool? Mind-blowing.
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