We had our first EVER back to school night last night. The boys were so excited to share with us their classroom, their teacher and their classmates.
Mrs. F told us a story about Evan and these pancakes.
She was trying desperately to get him to come and join the class for "meeting" (its how they start their day, they talk about what they are going to do, the general theme for the day, etc.)
Evan, please come over and join us she asked, and he wouldn't budge. He just kept playing with these pancakes. Evan, can you explain why you won't come over and join the class, what's the problem. Evan replied "The pancakes are not done yet!"
Mrs. F thought that was A-DOR-A-BLE! She asked him to join the class when the pancakes were ready, and maybe he could share some with everyone. He did, and he shared quite a description of the activity.
He spent nearly the entire hour we were there flipping and cooking his pancakes, counting blueberries, and generally having a great time.
Ryan spent most of the night on the floor with the 5,000 plus blocks.
I've always known that the boys have very different personalities, and interests, but it is so interesting, or fun, to see it manifest itself outside our home. Even when I go to pick up the boys, they are sitting at different tables with different friends. The glimpses I get from the photos our teacher posts shows them engaging in different activities, with and without each other.
It is such an amazing (and sad, and glorious, and wonderful) thing to watch your children grow and develop as little human beings. Individuals.
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Makes you want to cry tears of happiness and sadness all in one doesn't it. Sigh... they grow up way too fast.
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