Today was a big day for my little girl - she tried something new.
On Monday I was invited to 'observe' Hannah and Wyatt and their class in action for about an hour. It was a hoot. It was fun to see them interacting with the teacher and the other students. Parts of it were cute and funny - the dancing/exercising - the singing - the weather report etc. etc.. I was full of joy and pride - couldn't figure out if my eyes were watering from laughter or just the thrill of seeing my two 'babies' at school. At one point they were holding hands - when it was time to move from circle-time to craft-time - it was cute!!
At the end of my visit the teacher gave me a copy of their 'report cards' and we chatted about how they were doing. All seems well - they seem to catch onto everything and are co-operative. The teacher did say that Hannah seems quite reliant on her brother for companionship but said that it was something that will likely change as she gets more comfortable with the other students.
Last night at dinner we talked about school (as we usually do) and we asked questions about 'free-time' - what they do, who they play with, how they and their classmates choose who they will play with etc.. Apparently when you are 'special person of the day' you get to ask anyone if they will play with you - Hannah said she always asks Wyatt but Wyatt asks some of his other friends when it is his turn. We suggested that Hannah might enjoy playing with some of the other kids and that she could always play with Wyatt in the morning and when they get home in the afternoon. She didn't seem overly interested but we expanded on the benefits of making new friends anyway. Not quite sure we had convinced her, the conversation soon turned to something else as it often does with two 4 year olds and their never-ending deluge of thoughts and questions.
WELL, today when I picked Hannah and Wyatt up from school they announced to me that Hannah was the special person of the day. Interesting. As I drove we talked about everything that she got to do as 'special person' and I asked about 'free-time' and who Hannah chose to play with. I held my breath as I waited for her reply assuming she would take the path of least resistance and choose Wyatt but guess what?? she asked TREVOR to play and they had fun!! God bless you, TREVOR!! And God bless my little peanut for trying something new. I was so proud of her I thought I would cry right there in the car. And the best part was that she was proud of herself!!
I know it had to be daunting - it was a bold move for a 4 1/2 year old who's brother has been her best friend forever. Their bond has always been a strong one. Even in the NICU Hannah would instantly calm down when her brother was laid down beside her in her isolete. He has always soothed her.
In the photo above they are about 6 weeks old. Still in the hospital (that's a feeding tube in Hannah's teeny-tiny nose) where they would remain for about 4 more weeks until they were finally ready to come home to us and fill our house with love. I'm a lucky Mama.