Thursday, January 14, 2010

Summer already?

We've basically pulled Chris out of preschool, and I'm a bit sad about it.

After a rocky start, where he threw tantrums daily for a week or two, he settled into school. From day one he has enjoyed himself while there, but getting there has always been difficult. Although he says he loves Miss Lynn, he never wanted to go to school. We progressed past tantrums, and he was basically resigned to the fact that he had to go to school 3 days a week, but he never liked going. Every day he would say that he didn't want to go, and then he'd dutifully get in the car. When we pulled up at school, Chris was eager to enter.

He is young for school this year, and has 2 more full years of preschool because of his birthday timing. Since this year is really a bonus year, and he doesn't seem to want to go, I started to wonder why we were paying so much money and driving so much to get him there... for something he didn't even want to do. The problem is that when he got there, he seemed happy. His teachers were surprised to hear that he didn't want to come to school. They only saw happy Chris (or whatever he was pretending to be that day) when he arrived. His teacher told us that he's the most imaginative child she's met, and that she's worked with a lot of children. He clearly did well there and was himself, and he really loves his teacher. He says he'll see them next year... when he's bigger.

I'm happy to have him home with me for the next few months, and it's what he wants to do. It'll save us money, gas, time, and be easier for Alex's naps. But I still feel like it may have been the wrong choice. I worry that he'll miss out on fun stuff there each day. I worry that he'll fight school even more in the future since we basically gave in to what he wanted to do this time. On the other hand, I was starting to worry that if we kept him in school he'd start to feel like we didn't listen to him at all. He's been saying, very calmly, for months now, that he doesn't want to go to school. He didn't have to go, so why were we making him? I don't know.

Chris is happy at home, I'm enjoying him, and we're spending less money and saving gas. So why does the thought of picking up his stuff from school make me so sad?