Our "Oscar" is in the "Orange Oscars" group at kindergarten. His best friend from preschool is also an Orange Oscar. It's like his teacher knew his blog name. (she doesn't)
His teacher tells me that thanks to our Oscar all the Orange Oscars have learned what "dilly dally" means. She says it with love and respect for the individuality of each little kindergartner. Oscar proudly announces he is the slowest kid in the class. I ask slowest at what. He says at coloring and writing his name. I think I'll start using the word measured, or methodical, to describe the pace at which this boy approaches his tasks. Honestly, what's the rush anyway?
In all of preschool I got one, maybe two, drawings brought home as art. Now I get 1-2 a day. He may be slow but he's prolific all of the sudden. Above you see "lava land" where there are noses with freckles on display above the lava and stairs to, apparently, nowhere. He's also 'written' newspapers about Alaska and illustrated Legos.
He scraped his face with a bunch of minor, shallow, horrible looking scrapes. After two days of everyone expressing concern and asking what happened he was very done with telling the story. He said if anyone asks he just walks away (next up: manners training!). He suggested he could write the story on a t-shirt. We made that happen. It's my new favorite thing.
The first week at school he told us about his two new friends. "We call each other 'bruh'" he tells us. I ask their real names. He has no idea. I eventually figure out they are Asher and Ethan. This week he has a new friend named Bruh. It's not Asher or Ethan but the boy remains nameless.
Big sister Biscuit is teaching the kindergarteners a dance. That's adorable.
The kindergarteners have third grade buddies. His buddy is the son of one of the fourth grade teachers. He is apparently very nice. His name is James. Not Bruh.
Bedtime has crept back from 10ish to 9ish. The concentration of school then after care and no nap (hallelujah!) is taking a toll and I couldn't be happier.
I start volunteering in the class in a few weeks. Maybe I'll determine the secret identities of all the Bruhs.
I'm so glad he's so happy in kindergarten. Even if he says the worksheets are kinda boring.